Modern poems about August

Fish play among lotus leaves, fish play lotus leaves east, fish play lotus leaves west, fish play lotus leaves south, fish play lotus leaves north. The Lotus Leaves and the Lotus Skirt are cut in one color, and the lotus flower opens to both sides of the face.

I couldn't see it in the pool, but I heard the song and realized that someone had come. After all, the West Lake is in the middle of June, and the scenery is not the same as the four seasons.

The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are differently red. Li Qingzhao, the red lotus root and jade woven grass mat in the fall, lightly unclothed, alone on the orchid boat.

Who sends a brocade letter in the clouds? The moon was full in the west tower when the geese returned. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.

A kind of lovesickness, two idle sorrows. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of it, and then you have to get rid of it, and then you have to get rid of it.

The lotus flower. The lotus leaf is five inches, and the lotus flower is delicate, and the wave is not in the way of the painting boat; and when the wind blows for four or five months, it can also cover up the waist of a beautiful woman.

Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty loved chrysanthemums alone, and since Li Tang, the world has loved peonies. I only love the lotus, which can be viewed from afar but not played with ◇Qingyangdu~Jin - Lefu The green lotus covers green water, and the hibiscus is red and fresh.

There is a lotus root at the bottom and a lotus head at the top.

The middle pool is so green, wait for me to flood the red light.

I asked my son where he was going, and he went out to pick the lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. I want to send it to you for three thousand miles.

I hope you will come back soon, and the lotus flowers will be fresh.

The green leaves like to turn over the wind, the red Ying is suitable for the sun. The first time I saw it, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

How the frost and dew, should be matched with the flying puffs.

A single stem leads to green, two shadows **** divided red. The color of the lotus flower is so beautiful that it can be seen on the face of a singer, and the fragrance of the lotus flower can be seen on the wind of the dancing clothes.

The famous lotus can be remembered, not to mention the two hearts are the same. ◇Lotus Picking Song~Sui-Yin Yingtong Swinging the boat with countless companions, untying the cable and urging each other.

There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the windy skirt opens at will. The boat is in the middle of the river, and the lotus is in the middle of the river.

The lotus root threads are held as strands, and the lotus leaves are held as cups. ◇Ancient Style (26)~Tang-Li Bai The blue lotus is born in the spring, and the sun is bright and fresh.

Autumn flowers in the green water, dense leaves and green smoke. The color is pink.

The beautiful verses of August:

1, the night of the 15th of August, Penning looking at the moon

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Previously, on the night of the 15th of August, by the side of the Apricot Garden by the Qujiang River Pond.

This year, on the 15th night of the 8th month, in front of the water pavilion at the head of the Penpu sand.

The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, in front of the water pavilion at Shatou, Penpu.

The wind blew yesterday and no one was there, but tonight the light is as clear as in the past.

In the past, on the night of the 15th of August, I stood next to the apricot garden on the banks of the Qujiang River.

On the night of August 15 this year, I was again in front of the Shatou Water Pavilion in Penpu.

Toward the northwest how can I see where my hometown is, toward the southeast to see the moon is full again several times.

Yesterday's wind blew by no one cared, tonight the wind color of the clear beauty as if the past years.

2, Tianzhu Temple August 15 night osmanthus

Tang Dynasty: Pi Rixiu

Jade balls under the moon wheel, in front of the temple to pick up the dew Hua new.

I don't know what happened in the sky so far, but it was Chang'e who threw it to the people.

Translation:

Cinnamon blossoms fell from the sky as if they were dropped from the moon. When I picked up the osmanthus flowers in front of the temple, I only saw that they were white and fresh in color.

I still don't understand why Wu Gang had trouble with the osmanthus tree. This osmanthus is probably what Chang'e scattered down to give to all the people.

3, the night of August 15 to play with the moon

Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

The sky will be the moon tonight, once again wash the world.

The summer is over, the sky is clean, and the fall is clear.

The stars have given up their splendor, and the wind and dew have sent out their crystal.

Hastiness is the jade palace.

Translation:

The heavens use the watery moonlight tonight to cleanse the entire heavenly world.

The summer heat has receded, and the sky is clear; and the colors of autumn are clear, and all things are clear.

A sky full of stars have given way to the moon to take precedence, and even the golden winds and jade dews are emitting a dazzling light.

It is the earth that often changes, but the moon remains constant

The village

The village of peace and lust

The village of poems

The village of the mother of the village in a flash

The village of the mother of the village in a blip

The village of the mother of the village in a beauty of the highest degree of excellence

The village of the swan on the wheat field in May

Silence. Lonely villages

One in front and one behind

This is where Pushkin and I were born

The wind blew in the village

The wind blew in the village of Haiku

The wind blew on the wind in the village

There was a moment of freshness and a moment of longevity

The stars of the north shone on the constellations of the south

The village mother in the embrace of the village of Pushkin and I

The poet of boudoir and fish sleeps peacefully in the raindrops

It is the raindrops that die!

It's windy at night, listen to the wind blowing in the village

The village sits still, like a dark treasure

Two villages sleep across the river

Haizi's village sleeps even deeper

In the wheat field in May

Brothers all over the world

Want to embrace in the wheat field

East, South, North, West

Four brothers in the wheat field, good brothers. Four good brothers in the wheat

Looking back

Reciting their respective poems

To embrace in the wheat

Sometimes I sit alone

Dreaming of multitudes of brothers in the wheat of May

Seeing pebbles rolled over the rivers of my home town

Dusk is often stored in the arched sky

Let the earth be covered with The village of mourning

Sometimes I sit alone in the wheat field and recite Chinese poems for my brothers

I. Han and Wei poems 1.

The Jade Balance refers to the winter, and the stars are all over the place.

The moon is bright, the night light is bright, the stars are always shining, the white dew is staining the grass, the season is suddenly easy.

The cicadas are singing among the trees, and the birds are passing away.

The cicadas are in the air, and the birds are in the air.

I don't remember the good things we did together, but I was abandoned as a relic.

This is the first time I've ever seen a man with the same name, and I've never seen a man with the same name.

The good thing is, if you don't have a solid disk, what's the point of having a false name?2. Listening to the Moon PoemListening to the moon, the head of the building is connected to the Tai Qing Dynasty, and listening to the moon by the building is the most distinctive. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and it was the first time I was in the middle of the night, and it was the first time I was in the middle of the night.

The music is played on the radio, and the sound of the axe and the dango ringing. The winds of fragrance rise by chance, blowing down the Chang'e laughter.

3. The moon is shining brightly, shining down on my bed. The first time I saw it, I was so worried that I couldn't sleep, so I got up from my clothes and wandered around.

The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty! The first time I saw it, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

4. The song of complaint is a new cracked dandy, as clean as frost and snow. Cut into a fan, like the moon.

In and out of the sleeves of the king's bosom, shaking the breeze hair. I am always afraid that the fall festival will come, and the cool breeze will take away the heat.

The first time I saw this poem, I was in the middle of a long journey, and the second time I was in the middle of a long journey, I was in the middle of a long journey.

Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know whose home the thoughts of autumn have fallen on. The moon is out of the sky, between the clouds and the sea.

The long wind blows for tens of thousands of miles, blowing through the Jade Gate Pass. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.

Since the beginning of the war, I have not seen anyone return.

This is the night when I sigh, but I should not be idle. The first time I saw this was when I was a young man, and it was a long time ago that I was a young man, and it was a long time ago that I was a young man.

The glass is raised to invite the moon, and the shadow becomes three people. The moon does not know how to drink, and the shadows follow me.

The moon is a shadow, and I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it to the spring. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.

When we wake up, we are together, but when we are drunk, we are scattered. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at your favorite movie, and you'll be able to see what you're getting yourself into.

Night Thoughts (Li Bai) The light of the moon in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea for me.

The night of the moon (Liu Fangping) is a deeper moon, half a house, the appendix of the Big Dipper, the Big Dipper slanting. Tonight, I know that spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

Chang'e (Li Shangyin) mica screen candle shadow deep, long river gradually fall dawn star sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky at night.

August 15 night moon (Tang Du Fu) full moon flying bright mirror, return to the heart folding big knife. The moon is full and the mirror is bright, and the heart is in the right place.

The waterway is full of snow and frost, and the forest is full of feathers. The first thing you need to do is to look at the white rabbit, and you will be able to see it.

The moonlit night remembers my brother (Du Fu), the garrison drum breaks the line of people, the sound of a goose in the border autumn. The moon is a bright moon in the hometown.

All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about life and death. The first thing you need to do is to send a letter to the police, and they will not be able to reach you.

The moon is far away (Zhang Jiuling), the moon is at the sea, the end of the world **** this time. The lover complains that the night is far away, and even the night is thinking of each other! The candle is extinguished and the light is full, the cloak feels the dew.

Unwilling to give a gift, but still sleep and dream of a good time. The first time I heard of a goose, there were no more cicadas, and the water was a hundred feet above the building.

The green girl, Su'e, is cold, and she fights for the moon in the frost. The moonlight of the autumn night has a wistfulness (Meng Haoran), the moon hangs in the autumn sky, and the colorful dew is wet.

The magpies are not yet settled, and the fireflies are rolling in the curtains. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.

The first time I saw you was when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid! The first thing you need to do is to look at the sky and see if you can find the right place. On the fifteenth night of the eighth month, I played with the moon in the Peach Garden (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty), and my heart was also idle when I saw the moon in the dust, not to mention that it was among the immortals in the autumn.

The condensed light of the cold dew fall, this time standing in the highest mountain. The wind does not blow, and the water under the mountain is long and pine.

The group moves leisurely in a glance, the sky is high and the earth is flat for ten million miles. The young ruler led me to the jade altar and invited the real immortal officials to the ceremony.

The clouds want to go down to the stars and the stars are moving, and there is a sound of music in the sky that chills the bones of the body. The golden haze was going up to the east, and I was still looking at the wheel.

It is difficult to combine the perfect scene with a good time, and this day in the other year should be despondent. The Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu) Ten rounds of frosty shadows turn to the courtyard and the moon is the only place where the detainees may not have any disappointment and hate The jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is lonely The Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi) The twilight clouds are overflowing with coldness and the silver man is silent and turns to the jade disk.

This life is not long good night, bright moon next year where to see. The night of the 15th of August, Pen Pavilion looking at the moon (Tang Bai Juyi) in the past, the night of the 15th of August, Qujiang Pond apricot garden side.

This year, on the 15th night of the 8th month, in front of the water pavilion of Penpu Shatou. The northwest look home where is, southeast to see the moon a few times round.

Yesterday, the wind blew no one will, tonight the light is like the past years. The Mid-Autumn Festival to wait for the moon (Lu Guimeng) turn lack of frost to lose on the turn late good wind seems to send a good time curtain slanting trees apart from the love of unlimited candles dark incense residue sit not to quit the most favorite sheng tunes heard in the North Lane gradually look at the star eddy lost the South Kei He is the school for the school of the cool force want to reduce the first round and the midday Zhu Temple in the night of the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the night of the osmanthus (Tang Pirixiu) Jade balls of the moon under the moon wheel, in front of the temple pick up the dew Huahuaxin.

So far, I don't know what's going on in the sky, but it's Chang'e who threw it to the people. The moon has not yet risen above the mountains, and its light is a thousand feet high, and the white hairs are born.

A cup of wine is not yet finished, the silver queue surging, chaotic clouds off the bad as the crashing waves. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid.

So, I've been looking at the world, and I've been looking at the world, and I've been looking at the world, and I've been looking at the world. The first thing that I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in the world.

Tonight, I can't see it with my eyes, and I'd like to see the fireflies competing with each other. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.

The curved lines of the waves are not in the center of the world, but they are in the center of the world, and they are not in the center of the world. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.

The bright moon is easy to low, easy to disperse, return to the call for wine more to see. The color of the moon in front of the hall is more and more clear and good, and the chorus of cold chirping dew grass.

The curtains were rolled up and pushed the door silent, under the window, the only mute Chu old. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.

Tomorrow, the personnel with the sunrise, a dream of Yao Tai guest.

The first time I saw the moon in the mid-autumn, I was looking at it from the top of the building.

If there is no moon in the sky, the osmanthus branches will be damaged to the west. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine me back?

The pond is like a deep mirror, reflecting the black shadow of the willow, and the wind is sobbing at the top of the willow calling ...... dream, it's time. Vast, cozy serenity seems to go down the starry twinkling dome this is the moment of beauty.

The place where the moon risesAuthor: KojimaThe moon rises with the sound of eagles returning to their nests with fish leaping out of the blue light with the sound of the piano interpreting the ancient legends a lot of I don't know whose eyes fall on the birch tree blinking through the wisdom and loneliness at night but throws the moon infinite tenderness is also that night pasted on the window of the ones that grandma cut out of the window was wrapped up with ice-cream flowers in my dream dissolved in the Mid-Autumn Festival a If that is also a separation in my young heart can I forgive you for being like me, I'm not sure if you can forgive me for being like me. If that's a separation in my young heart, can I forgive you just as the fallen leaves can forgive the wild wind and the insolent youth can forgive the years for wiping her away? The crickets stopped making noise and the pomegranate trees were full of blushing fruits.

Beautiful sentences describing the month of August

1. The wind of August is no longer so gentle, but with a wordless annoyance, and even wrapped in painful rain.

2, the red August, brought together the color of fire; affectionate August, the lyric of the soldier's feelings; enthusiastic August, overflowing with the breath of youth.

3, August rain, still pouring like a note, crazy drops in the cheeks, such as lovers passionate kiss, let a person feel impulsive; August people, still lonely and lonely, with sad thoughts, a hundred boring life.

4, August's autumn, still hot and scary, looking at the sky, imagining that this time to leave, this time a person's travel, I hope that the road is still wonderful, flowers are still the same.

5, August sky, filled with the breath of thoughts, you such as that purple elf, the folds of my feelings stretch. A thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of looking back, a thousand years of hope, in the osmanthus fragrance, one by one floating away. The original you are here, I embrace the love affair of this life, the August sky painted a blue.

6, into August, you will see the colors of August as the sun shines on the happiness of life, rolling in the fields, whisking the tender green seedlings, rising between heaven and earth, reflecting the white clouds, superimposed on the busy figure, caressing the joy of cultivation.

7, August, the love of the flow of death, the remaining heart of the trip. The happiness that is hidden in the corner of the street, gently flicked over the feet, and then, disappeared.

8, August, is about to abandon us, this hot summer will gradually fade out in the gradual departure of August in its original hot body temperature, and we will also carry their respective bags, embarked on a journey.

9, August away from the city, only to their own tired body and mind and nervous work to add a touch of leisure, to the ripples of emotional life coated with a layer of lights and the feeling of the end of the day.

10, August, in this upcoming farewell day, our so each run to the end of the world.

11, August, destined to be the days of sadness, but slowly disappeared to come, packing up the luggage, but also picked up the mood, along with the once together with the package. Then, turn back and smile, turn around and then leave ......

12, in the wind of August, there are you and I seek the sweet, hot heartbeat; August wind, through the time and space territory, whisked in the face, over the soul of the deepest yearning. Together with all the loving, said the wind flow, *** sigh.

13, the police camp in August, red flags, willow trees, birds chirping in the branches, wearing olive green police uniforms, soldiers, lined up in a row of neat queues, to meet their relatives to come, this is the police camp in the year's most lively day, all the happy are written on the face of each soil soldier.

14, August's red flag, I would like to follow you forever, with my body made into an upright flagpole, with my blood to add color to the flag, with my life accompanied by you in the motherland flying under the blue sky.

15, into the sunny August, you will see the blue ripples of the South Lake, loaded with the revolutionary spark of the red boat just sailed through the traces; into the sunny August, you will hear the resounding pace; into the sunny August, you will see the beautiful purple and red, thriving prosperous scene.

16, August wind is always something blowing, I do not want to, but time is still non-stop go, it does not care how devoutly you retain it, as the sky flew over a precious bird, in who are all passing by, in who are all meet in the water.

17, walking in the morning of August, I remembered with you facing the sun towards the high post, you all the way to the instructions, as the wind gently brushed my face, now is still so gentle and kind.

18. The color of August is cast in gold, bright and precious; the color of August is brewed with sunshine, fragrant and brilliant.

"One of My Spring"

Gu Cheng

Outside the wooden window

Flatly laid my plowed field

My little yak

My single-share plow

A small group of suns

Come along the hedge

The petals of sky-blue flowers

Begins to bend

The dew is afraid

Wetting a memory

The frightened waxbill sparrow

Looks to the ends of the sky

I'm going to work

To choose the seeds of my dreams

Letting them shine in my hand

And scattering them all in the water

Spring Outside the Window

---- Gu Cheng

That voice cried for a long time late at night

The sun rose

All the raindrops glittered for a moment

And turned into warm moisture

I didn't bother to clean the glass

I knew the sky was blue

Every tree was more than hairy

And in that "

All wanting to be a giant predatory insect

How far away everything is

We used to be as weak as cicadas in the morning

The wings were wet

The blades were thick, and we were young

We didn't know anything, didn't want to know

I know the sky is blue

I know the sky is blue

I know the sky is blue

Every tree has more hair than hair

There it is, the wrong way around. I don't want to know

Only that dreams will float

Will carry us into the day

Clouds will walk on the wind

Lakes will gather the light into

Shimmering mirrors

And we'll look at the green leaves

I still don't want to know

Didn't bother to clean the glass

Dark green

The summer waves are undulating

The pulps are pounding

The fish are parting the smooth current

The laughter of the red bathing suits is fading

It's all so far away

That summer is still dragging on

And that sound has stopped

Winter is winter in the north

Winter is winter in the north!

The yellow sands of the earth and sky:

The bare-shouldered branches of the trees, hard stirring the northern scenery -

A team of brave soldiers, proudly standing in front of the battlefield!

Not leaving half a piece of residual green, not a trace of adhesion,

only spelled with the essence of the sinews; convergence of the essence of life

liquid,

endurance, endurance of three winters of the frost whip and snow fists and the wind sword,

endurance until the spring sun conquers the slump and the withering and the ferocity of misery,

patience until the spring sun opens up the life of the prison, released a

petals of the head of the tree fresh! The first thing I want to do is to get rid of all the bad things that have happened to me!

Until the endurance of the struggle to see the efficacy of the enemy back

home sound smile!

The winter in the north is winter!

The yellow sands of the earth and sky;

The yellow ox in the field,

The sad geese in the western sky drawing a few lines.

January 22, 1923

A personal favorite:

Winter has its coming,

Cold as a flower, -

Flowers have their fragrance, winter has a handful of memories.

A shadow of a dead branch, thin and thin in the color of green smoke,

Dragging through a brushstroke in front of the window in the afternoon;

The daylight in the cold is fading, and gradually slanting ......

The Snow Song Sends the Wujianguan to Return to the Capital (Cen Sen) The north wind rolls down the ground and the white grass is folded, and it snows on the Hutian sky in August.

The spring breeze came suddenly, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed. The curtains are wet, the fox furs are not warm, the brocade coverlet is thin.

The general's bow cannot be controlled, and the iron clothes of the guards are still cold. The sea is so dry that it's freezing, and the clouds are so dark that it's hard to see the sky.

The Chinese army set out to drink with the returning guests, with the huqin, pipa, and qiang flute. The wind is blowing and the red flag is frozen.

The east gate of Wutai sends you off, and when you go, the snow fills the road to Tianshan. The snow was all over the Tianshan Mountain Road when I went there.

Tang Duoling (Liu over) Anyuan building small set, urge to goblet song board of Ji Huang its name, begged words in the Longzhou Taoist, for the endowment of this. With Liu Fuzhi, Liu went to the Fei, Shi Minzhan, Zhou Jiazhong, Chen Meng Sen, Meng Rong, when the fifth of August also.

The leaves are all over Tingzhou, and the sand is shallow. The first time I saw it, it was a very good time to see it.

The boat under the willow is not yet stable, how many days, and the mid-autumn festival. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, but it was a very good one, and it was a very good one. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, but the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.

I want to buy osmanthus flowers to carry wine with me, but it's not like a young man's travels. The first time I saw a woman's hair covered her forehead, I was in front of the door and the play was over.

Lang rode the bamboo horse, around the bed to get plums. The two of them have been living together for a long time, and there is no doubt about it.

Fourteen for the king's wife, shy face has not been opened. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at you.

The first time I saw her, I was willing to be with the dust and ashes. The first time I saw this was when I was a young man, and the second time I saw it was when I was a young man, and the third time I was a young man.

The 16th gentleman is far away from the place where the rippling waters of Qutang rippled in the sky. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one.

The door is late, a lifetime of green moss. The leaves fall early in the autumn wind.

The butterflies came in August, and flew to the grass in the western garden. The first time I saw it, it was a very long time ago, and it was a very long time ago that I saw it.

The book was written in the morning and the evening, and the letter was sent home. I'm not sure how far I'll go to meet you, but I'm sure I'll be with you for a long time to come.

The Song of the Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind (Du Fu) In August, the winds of autumn were so fierce that they rolled up the cottage on top of my house. The wind was so strong in August that it rolled my house up three times. The thatched roof flew over the river and sprinkled the outskirts of the river.

The children in the southern village bullied me into being old and powerless, but they could not bear to be thieves, and openly embraced the thatched roof and went into the bamboo.

The winds of the past have set the clouds in ink, and the autumn is dark. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

The beds and the roofs are not dry, and the rain is like hemp. The first thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of how to use the Internet and how to use the Internet in your life.

The world's most important thing is to be able to live in a house of ten million rooms, and to be able to shelter the people of the world, and to be able to live in peace and security.

Song on the Seas (Wang Changling) Cicadas singing empty mulberry forest, August Xiaoguan Road. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

From the ghost and guests, all **** dust and sand old. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me.

Pro Dongting on the Prime Minister Zhang (Meng Haoran) August Lake level, the virtual mixed with too clear. The air is vaporizing Yunmengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.

The first thing I want to do is not to have a boat or oar, but to live in a place where I am ashamed of the people. The first thing you need to do is to look at the people who are fishing, and you will be envious of the fish.

Hengjiang words (four of the six) (Li Bai) Hai Shen came through the evil wind back, the waves hit the stone wall of the Tianmen. Zhejiang in August, the waves like Lianshan spray snow to.

South Lake in the late autumn (Bai Juyi) August white dew drop, the water in the lake is old. But unfortunately, the autumn wind is more, half tilted lotus.

Hands climbing green maple trees, feet on yellow reed grass. The old glory of the miserable face, cold fall autumn embrace.

I have a brother in Huai Chu and a brother in Shu Road. The first thing I want to do is to get the money to pay for it.

County Hall has trees, (Bai Juyi) Xunyang County Hall, there are trees unknown. The first fall in the fall of the sycamore, after the spring of peach and plum glory.

May began to sprout, August has withered. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the company.

I don't know how to measure the grace of rain and dew. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in the world.

I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about, and I'm not sure what I'm talking about. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of it.

The hairy sideburns change early, and the white mustache grows in the forties. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the old days.

Only to Chang'an Strand, cool wind in August. The sun is setting over the flowing water, and I am walking alone to recite old poems.

The flowers of Polygonum multiflorum are falling, the leaves of the cattails are leaving the ground. But I think of the city, and it's not like Qujiang Pond.