The lone bird came from the sea, and the pool decoration did not dare to care.
The two kingfishers were seen nesting in the three pearl trees.
The top of the precious wood is so beautiful that I am afraid of the golden pills.
Beautifully dressed, the man is in trouble, and brilliantly intelligent, the god is evil.
I am now traveling to the underworld, and what is the admiration of those who cruise.
Zhang Jiuling: The Second of Four Songs
The orchid leaves are luxuriant in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright in autumn.
It's a good day to be happy about this business.
Who knows the forest dweller who sits in the wind?
The grass and trees have their own hearts, so why should they seek the beauty of the world?
Zhang Jiuling: Three of the Four Songs
The man of the world is lying alone, and his worries have been washed away.
This is the first time I have ever thanked a bird for its kindness, and it is the first time I have ever expressed my feelings for it.
Who will be able to feel the essence of the empty thoughts of the day and night?
What can I do to help my sincerity?
Zhang Jiuling: Four of Four Songs
Jiangnan has tangerines, which are still green in winter.
It is not the warmth of the earth, but the coldness of the year.
It can be recommended to the guests, but the obstacles are very deep!
This is the only thing that I can find in my life, and I can't find it in my life.
They say it's all about the trees and the plums, but is there no shade in the trees?
Li Bai: Down to Zhongnan Mountain to pass the Dusan Mountain People's Lodging to put wine
The twilight from the blue mountain down, the mountain moon with the return of the people,
But the path that we have come from the pale and cross the emerald green.
The children opened the door to the thorns.
The green bamboos are in the path, the green roses are in the clothes.
They are the best way to get the most out of your life, and the best way to get the most out of your life.
Long songs of the pine wind, the song of the river stars.
I am drunk and happy, and I have forgotten all about it.
Li Bai: Drinking alone under the moon
A pot of wine in the flower room, drinking alone without relatives.
Lifting a glass to invite the moon, the shadow becomes three people.
The moon does not know how to drink, but the shadow follows me.
The moon and the shadows will be with me for a while, but I will not be able to enjoy myself until spring.
I sing the moon's song, I dance the shadows.
When I wake up, we have fun together, but when I get drunk, we are scattered.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world, and I'm sure we'll meet again.
Li Bai: Spring Thoughts
The swallow grass is like blue silk, and the mulberry is low and green.
When the king returns, it is the time for the concubine to break her heart.
What is the reason for not knowing each other in the spring breeze?
Du Fu: Looking at Yue
How about Dai Zongfu, Qilu is still green.
Creating the world, the yin and the yang cut off the dawn.
The clouds are born on the chest of the soup, and the birds go back to their home in the canthus.
The top of the mountain is the top of the mountain, and the mountains are small in the view.
Du Fu: Gift to Wei Bashi
Life is not the same, moving as involved in the business.
What night is this night, and what night is this night, and what night is this night, and what night is this night, and what night is this night?
How long will you be young and strong, and how long will it take for your hair to grow old?
When I visited my old friends, they were half ghosts, and I was shocked to hear that they were hot.
What do you know about the twenty years I've been going to the gentleman's hall?
When I left you in the past, I was unmarried, and my children were suddenly on their way.
It was a pleasure to honor my father and ask him where I came from.
The question and answer were not yet answered, so I drove my son to drink wine.
The night rain cut the spring leeks, and the new cooks were cooking the yellow sorghum.
The Lord said it was difficult to meet with him, and he raised ten goblets of wine in one go.
Ten goblets of wine will not be drunk, and I feel that the son is deliberately long.
They are not the only ones who have been in the same boat for a long time, but they are the ones who have been in the same boat for a long time.
Du Fu: A Good Man
There is a good man in the world who lives in an empty valley.
Since I am a good family man, I have fallen to the grass and trees.
Brothers were killed in the past when Guanzhong was in turmoil.
It is not enough to say that I am not allowed to take in my own flesh and blood.
The world is in a state of decay, and all things are in a state of flux.
Husband and son-in-law are not as good as their children, but the newcomer is as beautiful as jade.
It's time to get married, and the lovebirds don't sleep alone.
But the new man laughs, not the old man cries!
The water in the mountain is clear, the water out of the mountain is cloudy.
The maidservant sells her pearls and brings her roses to mend her cottage.
Picked flowers without plugging in their hair, picked cypresses and scooped them up.
The sky is cold, the sleeves are thin, and at sunset I lean on the bamboo.
Du Fu: One of the Two Songs of Dreaming of Li Bai
Death has swallowed the sound of goodbye, but life is always sorrowful.
Jiangnan is a place of miasma and plague, and there is no news of the expelled guests.
The old man has entered my dream, and I will remember him for a long time.
This is the first time I've ever seen you in the world, and I've never seen you in the world again.
If you are not the soul of your life, the road is far away.
The soul comes from the maple forest, the soul returns to the darkness of Guansai.
The falling moon filled the beams of the house, and I wondered about the color of the light.
The water is deep and the waves are wide.
Du Fu: Dreaming of Li Bai, Part 2 of 2
The floating clouds travel all day long, and the wanderer does not arrive for a long time.
Three nights of dreaming of Li Bai, I have seen him in person.
It's not always easy to go back to your home, it's not easy to say.
There is a lot of turmoil in the river and lake, and I'm afraid I'll lose my oar.
It's a good idea to go out and scratch your head, if you don't want to fulfill your life's ambition.
They are the only ones who have ever been in a situation where they have been in a situation where they are not.
What is it about the net that makes the old man so tired?
The name of a thousand years is a lonely thing.
Wang Wei: Farewell
Dismounting from his horse, he drank from the king's wine and asked where he was.
You are not happy with what you said, but you are lying down in the southern mountains.
But go away and never hear of it again, for the white clouds are endless.
WANG WEI: Sending Qibu Qian back to his hometown
There are no hidden people in the holy era, and the spirits of the heroes are all coming back to their hometowns.
It was the first time that I had ever been to the east of the mountains.
When I reached the Golden Gate, who said that my path was wrong?
Jianghuai is a cold food, Jingluo sewing spring clothes.
The road to Chang'an is a road of wine, and the heart of the people is against me.
When I was traveling, I was floating on Guizhao, but I was not able to brush the thorns.
The trees are far away, and the city is lonely.
I am not sure if I have a good idea of what I'm doing, but I'm not sure if I have a good idea of what I'm doing.
WANG WEI: Qingxi
When I entered the Yellow Flower River, I chased the water of Qingxi.
It's a long way from the mountains to the mountains, but not a hundred miles from there.
The sound of the rocks is noisy, and the color is quiet in the deep pines.
The water is full of waterlily, the water is full of peltums, and the water is full of reeds.
My heart is already idle, and the clear river is so tranquil.
Please stay on the rocky plate, fishing will be done.
Wang Wei: Weichuan Tianjia
The slanting light shines on the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor alley.
The wild old man remembers the shepherd boy, leaning on his staff and waiting for the thorny door.
Pheasants and wheat seedlings, silkworms and mulberry leaves are scarce.
The man in the field is a man with a hoe, and he says, "I'm glad to see you," and he says, "I'm glad to see you.
This is the envy of idleness, and I am disappointed to hear that the style of Weiwei.
Wang Wei: Song of Xi Shi
The world is full of colorful women, but Xi Shi is not as beautiful as she used to be.
When I was a girl in Yuexi, I became a concubine in Wu Palace.
It is a rare thing to find a woman who is not as popular as she was in the day she was cheap, and it is a rare thing to find a woman who is not as expensive as she was.
Inviting people to put on cosmetics, but not to put on robes.
Jun's favor is more delicate, Jun's pity is not right or wrong.
It was a great time to be a companion, but I couldn't make it home in the same car.
The neighbor's son, who is a member of the family, is a good example of what I can do!
Meng Haoran: Autumn Climbing to Orchid Mountain to Send to Zhang Wu
Beijing Mountain in white clouds, the hermit is happy.
When we look at each other, we climb up to the top of the mountain, and our hearts fly out with the geese.
Sadness arises in the twilight, and the feeling of happiness comes in the early fall.
When I saw the people returning to the village, I saw them resting on the sandy ferry.
The trees in the sky are like chestnuts, and the river is like the moon.
Why should I bring a bottle of wine to ****drunken Chung Yeung Festival?
Meng Haoran: Summer Day at the South Pavilion
The mountain light suddenly falls in the west, and the moon gradually rises in the east.
It was a cool night, and I was lying in the open pavilion.
The lotus breeze sends fragrance, the bamboo dew drips clear sound.
I would like to play the piano, but I don't have a soulmate to enjoy it.
It was a dream of my late husband's that I spent the middle of the night dreaming.
Meng Haoran: The Mountain House of the Master of Industry is waiting for Ding Wu to arrive
The sun is setting on the western ridge, and the ravines have been dark all night long.
The pine and moon are cool at night, and the wind and spring are full of clear sounds.
The woodcutters are returning to their homes, and the birds are settling down.
The son of a man, who had been waiting for his son to come, was waiting for him on the path of the caravan.
WANG CHANGLING: Playing in the moonlight with my younger brother in Nanzhai, remembering Cui Shaofu in Shanyin
When I was lying in Nanzhai, I opened the curtain and spit out at the beginning of the month.
The clear light of the fresh water wood, the evolution of the window.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world, and I've never seen a woman in the world who has never been in the world before.
The beauty of the clear river, is the night of the more bitter chanting.
The wind is blowing Lan Du.
Qiu Wei: I was looking for a hermit in the western mountains, but I couldn't find him
The top of the mountain is a hut, and it's thirty miles up.
There were no servants at the gate, and only a desk in the room.
If it were not for the firewood cart, it would have been for fishing in the autumn water.
If I hadn't been able to see you, I would have had to look up to you.
The color of grass in the fresh rain, the sound of pine in the evening window.
This is the first time I've been to a place like this, where I've been to a place like this, where I've been to a place like this for a long time.
While there are no guests or hosts, it's quite pure.
It is not necessary to wait for my son to come down from the mountain.
Qi Shaoqian: Spring flooding on Ruoye Stream
There is no end to the spirit, and I will go wherever I please.
The evening breeze is blowing in the boat, and the flowery road enters the mouth of the stream.
The evening wind is blowing the boat, and the flower road is entering the mouth of the stream.
The smoke from the pool is soaring, and the moon is low in the forest.
It's a good thing that I'm not a big fan of the game.
Changjian: Stay at Wang Changling's Hermitage
The clear stream is deep, and the only place where it is hidden is the lonely clouds.
The moonlight is still shining between the pines, and the clear light is still there for you.
The pavilion is filled with flowers and the courtyard is filled with moss.
You can also thank the time to go, the western mountain luan crane group.
Cen Shen: Climbing to Ci'en Temple with Gao Shi and Xue Zhi
The tower is like a gush of water, towering above the heavenly palace.
The tower is like an outpouring of water, towering above the palace of heaven.
The tower is like an outpouring of energy from the world, and it is as lofty as a ghost's work.
The four corners of the building are in the way of the sun, and the seven layers of the building are in the sky.
Lower down, the birds are pointing to the high birds, and lower down, the winds are scary to hear.
The mountains are like waves, and they run together as if towards the east.
The green acacia is sandwiched between the paths, and the palace is exquisite!
Autumn colors are coming from the west, and the sky is full of Guanzhong.
Wuling on the northern plains, all the ages are covered in green.
The pure truth can be realized, and the cause of victory has always been known.
Vowed to hang up his crown, and realized that the Tao has infinite resources.
Yuan Jie: thieves retreat to show officials and order
Decimal age, the West Plains thieves into the Daozhou, burning, killing and looting, a few exhausted and go. Next year, the bandits attacked Yongzhou again and broke Shao.
Why did they retreat without violating the border of this state?
Why did the historians have to endure the hardships of the war? Why did all the historians bear the pain of levying taxes?
Therefore, I wrote a poem to show the officials.
In the past, there was peace in the mountains and forests for twenty years.
The source of the spring is in the courtyard, the cave and the ravine are in front of the door.
The well tax has a regular period, the day is still sleep.
Suddenly, the times changed, and for several years, I was a pro-Rongchan.
This is the first time I've been to the county, and it's been a long time since I've been there.
The city is small, but the people are poor.
This state is the only one that has fallen into the hands of its neighbors.
It is not as bad as the thieves who are trying to get the king to do their job.
This is the first time I've seen this!
They are the only ones who can collect the money, and they will be forced to do so.
Who can kill a man to be a wise man of his time?
When I wanted to be a part of this, I stabbed myself in the boat with a pole.
It's a good thing that I'm going home to my old man in the river.
Wei Yingwu: The Rainy County Chai and the Scribes
The soldiers and guards were all painted with halberds, and the feast and bed were all fragrant.
The wind and rain came from the sea, and the pavilion was cool.
The disease is nearly gone, and the guests of honor have filled the hall.
It is a shame that I have not been able to see the well-being of the people.
It is the first time that I have ever seen a man with a heart of gold, and I have never seen a man with a heart of gold.
Fresh fertilizer is prohibited at this time, vegetables and fruits are fortunate to see the taste.
Drinking a cup of wine, listening to the golden chapter.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen anything like it.
Wuzhong is full of literature and history.
They are the best way to get the most out of your life, and they are the best way to get the most out of your life.
Wei Yingwu: Sending a letter from Yangzi to Yuan Daxue
Miserable to the dear ones, and flooded with smoke.
Handling the people of Luoyang, the bells of Guangling trees are broken.
This is the reason why I am leaving you now, but where will we meet again?
The world is like a boat on the waves, and I can live along the stream.
Wei Yingwu: Sending the Taoist priests in the mountains of Quanjiao
This morning, the county is cold, and I suddenly miss the guests in the mountains.
They are the ones who have been in the mountains for a long time, and the ones who have been in the mountains for a long time, and the ones who have been in the mountains for a long time.
I would like to hold a ladle of wine to comfort the wind and rain.
Fallen leaves fill the empty mountains, where can I find my trail?
Wei Yingwu: Meeting Feng Zhi in Chang'an
The guest came from the east, and his clothes were covered with Ba rain.
When I asked him why he came, I bought an axe for the mountain.
The flowers are blooming in the darkness, and the swallows are breastfeeding.
It's already spring since I left you yesterday.
Wei Yingwu: Xuyi County in the Evening
The sails are in the town of Huaiyi, and the boat is in the lonely stage.
The wind is blowing and the sun is setting.
It is dark when the people return to the mountains, and white when the geese go down to the island.
It was a lonely night, remembering the Qin Pass, and listening to the bells of the unsleeping guests.
Wei Yingwu: The Eastern Countryside
The year is over, and the countryside is clear.
The willows scattered the breeze, and the green hills were tranquil.
It's a good idea to rest in the bushes and go back to the streams.
The rain is falling and the sky is full of mist, so where are the turtles singing?
They have been in a hurry to get there.
This is the first time I've been to a hut, and I'm sure I'll be able to find a way to make it work for me.
Wei Yingwu: Sending off Yang's daughter
Yongzhi Fang Qiqi, traveling again leisurely.
The woman is now traveling on a light boat on a big river.
Your generation is suffering from lack of support.
This is the first time I've seen a woman who was raised by her parents, and I can't stop crying.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the same boat as me, and I've never seen her again!
Since I was a child, I have had a lot of trouble with my parents.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in a position to do something like this.
This is what I would like to see in my life, but I don't think I'm going to have to wait.
Filial piety, respect for women's ways, and obedience to their own.
This morning we parted, and in the fall we shall see you.
This is the first time I've been able to get away from my family, and I've been able to get away from my family.
This is the first time I've seen a young girl in the world, and I'm not sure if I've ever seen her before, but I'm sure I've seen her before.
Liu Zongyuan: Morning Visit to the Super Master's House to Read the Zen Sutra
Drawing from the well and rinsing out the cold teeth, clearing the mind and brushing off the dusty clothes.
With a book in my hand, I step out of the East Room to read it.
The source of truth is not to be taken, and the world is not to be followed.
The last words are to be found, but how can the nature of restoration be ripened?
The courtyard of the Taoist is quiet, and the moss color is even on the deep bamboo.
The sun rises and the mist and dew remain, and the pines are like a creamy bath.
Tantalizingly, I am free from words, and my heart is full of enlightenment.
Liu Zongyuan: Xiju
It has been a long time since I was tired of hairpins, and I am glad to be banished to the South.
Leisurely neighboring farms and gardens, occasionally like a mountain guest.
Plowing in the morning and turning over the dewy grass, the night list is ringing in the streams and rocks.
It was a long time ago that I sang a song about the blue sky of Chu.
Wang Changling: Song of the Seaside
The cicadas chirp in the empty mulberry forest, and in August the Xiao Guan Road.
Out of the plug and into the plug again, everywhere yellow reed grass.
All the guests are old, and all of them are old in the battlefield.
Don't be like the ranger who boasts of his purple monkey.
Wang Changling: Song Under the Plateau
Drinking a horse across the autumn water, the water is cold and the wind is like a sword.
The sun is still shining on the flat sands, and I can't see Lintao in the dark.
The battle of the Great Wall in the old days was a time of high spirits.
Yellow dust is enough for today's and tomorrow's world, and white bones are messy.
Li Bai: Guanshan Yue
The moon is out of the sky, between the clouds and the sea.
The wind is blowing for tens of thousands of miles, blowing through the Jade Gate Pass.
Han went down the Baideng Road, and Hu peeped into the Green Bay.
By the time of the war, there was no one to return.
The garrison looked at the border color, thinking of returning to the bitter face.
The tallest building in the world is on this night, and I am not yet ready to sigh.
Li Bai: Songs for the Four Seasons of the Night: Spring Song
Luoshi's daughter in Qin, picking mulberry by the green water.
Plain hands on the green stripes, red makeup white sun fresh.
The silkworms are hungry and the concubine wants to go, so the five horses will not stay.
Li Bai: Songs for the Four Seasons of the Midnight: Summer Song
Three hundred miles of the Mirror Lake, Nymphaea's lotus blossoms.
In the month of May, Xi Shi picks, and people look at Ai Ruo Ye.
The return boat does not wait for the moon, but goes back to the house of the king of Yue.
Li Bai: Songs for the Four Seasons of the Midnight: Songs for Autumn
The moon is shining in Chang'an, and the sound of pounding clothes is heard in ten thousand houses.
Autumn winds blow endlessly, always the Jade Gate.
When will the hu captives be pacified, and the good man cease his expedition?
Li Bai: Songs for the Four Seasons of the Night: A Winter Song
The postman will be on his way tomorrow, and the night will be filled with the marching robes.
The needle in my hand is cold, and I can put my scissors to it.
The tailor sent a long way, how long will it take to reach Lintao?
Li Bai: Changgan Xing
The concubine's hair was first covered, and she folded the flowers in front of the door.
Lang rode on a bamboo horse, and went around the bed to play with the plums.
The two of them lived together in Changganli, and there was no suspicion between them.
Fourteen years ago, I was the wife of the king, but I have never opened my face.
Looking down at the dark wall, I never heard a single call.
Fifteen years ago, I was willing to share the same dust and ashes.
It's not like I'm going up to the stage where I'm looking for my husband, but I'm going up to the stage where I'm looking for my husband!
The sixteenth year is a long way off, and the Qutang is brimming with pre-packaged goods.
The month of May is untouchable, and the apes are singing in the sky.
There is a late trail in front of the door, a lifetime of green moss.
The moss is too deep to be swept away, and the leaves fall early in the fall wind.
The butterflies came in August and flew to the west garden.
They are the most important thing that you can do to make your life easier.
It's a good thing that I'm going to write a letter to my family in the morning and evening.
We will welcome each other until the wind and sand blow.
Meng Jiao: The Lady of the Spirits
The sycamore tree is waiting for each other to grow old, and the mandarin ducks will both die.
The chaste woman is a martyr to her husband, and so is the woman who sacrifices her life.
The waves of the sea are sworn to be unquenchable, the water in the well of the concubine's heart.
Meng Jiao: The Song of the Wandering Son
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the body of the wandering son.
The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering son.
Who says the heart of an inch of grass can repay the splendor of three springs?
Chen Zi'ang: Song of Ascending to Youzhou Terrace
Not a single person has ever been seen in the past, and not a single person will be seen in the future.
Thinking of the longevity of heaven and earth, I feel a sense of pathos!
Li Chip: Ancient Intentions
Men are on a long march, and they are young and the guests of Youyan.
Being under the hoof of a winning horse, I was seven feet lighter.
Killing people is like tearing off limbs of hedgehog hair.
White snow flies at the bottom of the yellow clouds, and I can't return before I've repaid my kindness.
The young woman from Liaodong was fifteen years old and used to play the lute to solve songs and dances.
The sound of the Qiang flute coming out of the blockade made the three armies cry like rain!
Lee Chip: Sending Chen Zhangfu
The barley is yellow in the south wind in April, and the jujube blossoms have not yet fallen, and the leaves of the tung tree are long.
The green hills are still there when we say goodbye to each other, and we think of our hometown when we go out with our horses.
Chen Hou is a man with a straight face and a gnarled beard and tiger's eyebrows.
Ten thousand volumes of books are stored in his belly, and he refuses to bow his head in the grass.
Drinking wine at the East Gate, he was so light-hearted that everything was a hair's breadth away.
Drunkenly, I don't know when the sun goes down, but sometimes I look at the clouds.
The waves of the Yangtze River are so dark that I can't cross it at the mouth of the river.
The tourists in Zhengzhou have not yet reached their homes, and the travelers in Luoyang are sighing in vain.
It is said that we know each other well in the old forest, but what happened yesterday?
Lee Chip: Zither Song
The master has wine to enjoy this evening, please play the zither.
The moon shines over the city and the crows are half flying, and the frost is bleak and the wind is in the clothes of ten thousand trees.
The copper stove and candles are brightening up, and the first time I played the Bryan water was after Chu Fei.
All the animals are quiet, and the four seats are silent, and the stars want to be sparse.
Qinghuai is the first to make the trip, and I dare to tell you that the clouds and mountains have been there ever since.
Lee Chip: Listening to Dong Da playing Hu Jia and sending a message to Mr. Lufang
The Cai woman used to make Hu Jia sound, and there are eight beats in one play.
The Hu people shed their tears and stained the grass on the border, while the Han envoys broke their hearts to the returnees.
The ancient garrison was cold, and the wilderness was white.
First the strings were whisked and then the horns and feathers were flicked, and the autumn leaves in the four suburbs were frightened by [扌] [扌] [扌] [扌] [扌].
Dong Fu Zi, through the gods, deep mountain eavesdropping to the demon spirit.
They are all in the hands of the people, and they will go back and forth as if they have feelings.
All the birds in the mountain are scattered, and the clouds are cloudy and clear.
The night of the lost geese, the night of the mother's love, the night of the broken children.
The river is quiet and the birds have stopped singing.
The Wusun tribes are far away from home, and the sand and dust of the logos are filled with grief.
The sound of the voice changed its tone, and the long wind blew the forest and the rain fell on the tiles.
The springs are soughing, and the deer are walking down the hall.
The city of Chang'an is connected to the east wall of the palace, and the Phoenix Pond is opposite to the gate of Qingzao.
The city of Chang'an is connected to the east wall of the city, and the Phoenix Pond is opposite to the door of Qingzao.
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Li Chip: Listening to An Wan's Wicker Song
Nanshan Mountain cuts off the bamboo and makes it into wicker, and this music is originally from Guzi.
The song has been passed down from Han to Han, and the hu people in Liangzhou play it for me.
The neighbors sighed when they heard it, and the visitors were all in tears when they thought of home.
The world can hear it but not enjoy it, and it comes and goes in the wind.
The old cypresses are cold, and the nine chicks and the phoenixes are in disarray.
The dragon's roar and the tiger's whine were all at once, and all the music was heard in the fall of the year.
Suddenly, the fisherman's sun was doped up, and the yellow clouds were darkened by the sun.
The change of tone is like hearing the spring of the willow, and the flowers of the upper forest are new to the eyes.
The night of the year, the high hall listed candles, a cup of wine sound a song.
Meng Haoran: Song of Returning to Lumen Mountain at Night
The day is already dusk when the bells of the mountain temples are ringing, and the fishing beams are clamoring for the ferry.
People are following the sandy road to the river village, and I am also returning to Lumen by boat.
The moonlight at Lumen opens up the smoky trees, and I suddenly arrive at Pang Gong's hermitage.
The rock and pine paths are long and lonesome, but the ghosts come and go.
Li Bai: The Ballad of Mount Lu Sending a Boat to Servant Lu
I am a man of Chu, and I have been laughing at Kong Qiu with my phoenix song.
Holding a green jade staff, I bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower.
The Five Mountains and the Immortals are not far away, and I have been traveling to famous mountains all my life.
Mount Lushan is the most beautiful mountain in the world, with a screen of nine stacks of clouds.
Shadows fall into the bright lake, the light of the green, the golden queer before the opening of the two peaks long.
The Milky Way hangs upside down from the three stone beams, and the incense burner waterfalls look at each other from afar.
The cliffs are so thick that it's hard to see the sky.
The green shadow and red haze reflect the sunrise, and the birds can't fly to Wu Tian Chang.
The river is not yellow, and the sky is a spectacular place to climb.
Yellow clouds move the wind color, white waves of nine streams of snow mountain.
Good for Mount Lushan ballad, Xing because Mount Lushan hair.
Leisurely peeking at the stone mirror to clear my mind, Xie Gong line where the moss did not.
They are the only ones who have ever been in a situation where they have no feelings for the world, and they are the only ones who have ever been in a situation where they have no feelings for the world.
The immortal's colorful clouds were seen in the distance, and the hibiscus in his hand was towards the Jade Palace.
The first time I saw him, I was willing to take Lu Ao on a trip to Tai Qing.
Li Bai: Dreaming of Tianmu and Reciting Farewell
The seafarers talked about Yingzhou, and it was hard to find the letter in the smoke and waves.
The Yue people talk about Tianmu, and the clouds and neon may be visible.
Tianmu is a heavenly body that rises above the five mountains and covers the red city.
The Tiantai is forty-eight thousand feet tall, and it is ready to fall to the southeast.
I would like to dream of Wu-Yue, and fly over the moon in the mirror lake one night.
The moon was shining on me, and I was sent to the river of Zhejiang.
These are the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world, and I've never seen a woman in the world who doesn't know what she's doing," he said.
The clogs of Mr. Xie are on my feet, and I have climbed the ladder of green clouds.
Seeing the sun on the half-wall of the sea, and hearing the rooster in the sky.
The path of the thousands of rocks and ravines is uncertain, and the lost flowers leaning on the rocks are suddenly all night.
The bears roar and the dragons sing of the rocky springs, and the chestnut forests are a frightening sight at the top of the mountain.
The clouds are green and want to rain, the water is tranquil and smoky.
Thunderbolts of thunder and lightning cracked, and the hills and mountains crumbled.
The stone fan in the cave opened in a flash.
The blue underworld is vast and bottomless, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platforms.
Ni for the clothes, wind for the horse, the king of the clouds come down in droves.
The tiger drums and the luan returns to the car, and the immortal people are listed like hemp.
Suddenly the soul palpitates and the spirit is moved, and then it rises in fear and long contempt.
But the pillows and seats of the time of realization, lost to the smoke and haze of the past.
This is also the case in the world of entertainment, where all things are flowing in the east.
When will you return? I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
It's time to ride to the famous mountains.
It is a good thing that you are not happy to see me, because I am not happy to see you!
Li Bai: Farewell to the Jinling Restaurant
The wind blew the willow blossoms all over the store, and Wu Ji pressed the wine to call the guests to taste it.
The children of Jinling are here to see us off, and they are all going to drink their own wine.
Please try to ask the east flowing water, who is the short and long of the farewell intention?
Li Bai: Farewell to Uncle Yun at Xie [Yuezhao] Building in Xuanzhou
Those who abandoned me, yesterday's day can not be left.
Those who have disturbed my mind, today's day is full of worries!
The long wind sends the geese in the fall, and this can be a sound building.
The article in Penglai is about the bones of Jian'an, and in the middle of it, Xiao Xie and Qingfa.
It's all in the mind, and I want to go up to the sky and see the moon.
This is the first time I've ever seen a man with a sword in his hand, and I've never seen a man with a sword in his hand, and I've never seen a man with a sword in his hand.
Life is not satisfactory in this world, tomorrow I will distribute the flat boat.
Cen Shen: Walking on the Horse River to Send Feng Dafu on the Western Expedition
Just look at the snowy seashore of Walking on the Horse River, and the flat sand that is yellow into the sky.
The winds of September roar at night in Luntai, and the rocks in the river are as big as buckets.
With the wind, the ground is full of stones, Huns grass yellow horse is fat.
Smoke and dust flew in the west of Jinshan Mountain, and the Han generals went out to the west.
The general's golden armor will not come off at night, and in the middle of the night, the army will march to the other side.
The wind is like a knife, and the hair of the horse is steamed with snow.
The five flowers and even the money spinning into ice, the curtain in the grass diabolical inkstone water condensation.
The captive riders should be scared to hear this, and I know that they will not dare to meet with the short troops.
Cheshi's western gate is the place to go!
Cen Shen: Luntai Song to send Feng Daifu on his western expedition
The horns were blown at night at the head of Luntai City, and the banner fell down in the north of Luntai City.
The book of feathers passed through Quli last night, and Shan Yu is already in Jinshan West.
Looking westward from the garrison tower, I see that the Han soldiers are in Luntai city.
The admiral embraced his banner and marched to the west, and the flute was blown by Pingming.
The four sides of the drums and the snowy sea surged, and the three armies cried out for the yin mountain to be moved.
The soldiers of the Captive Seas were in the clouds, and the bones of the battlefield were tangled in the roots of the grass.
Jianhe wind rapid snow flakes broad, Shakou stone frozen horse hooves off.
Yasang is a diligent king who is willing to work hard, and vows to repay his master for the quietness of the border.
Who has not been seen in the history of the past, and who has been more successful than the ancients?
Cen Shen: The Song of White Snow Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital
The north wind is blowing, the white grass is folded, and the snow is flying in August in the Hutian sky.
Suddenly the spring breeze came, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed.
Scattered into the pearl curtains and wet curtains, the fox fur is not warm, the brocade coverlet is thin.
The general's bow is not controlled, and the guard's iron coat is still cold.
The sea is dry and icy for a hundred feet, and the clouds of sadness are gloomy for ten thousand miles.
The Chinese army set out to drink with the returning guests, with the Huqin, the Pipa and the Qiang flute.
The snow was falling at the door, and the wind was blowing the red flag, which could not be turned over.
Luantai East Gate sends you off, but when you go, the snow fills the Tianshan Road.
I don't see you on the mountain road, but I'll leave my horse on the snowy road.
Du Fu: Viewing General Cao's Horse Painting at the Residence of Minister Wei Li
Since the beginning of the country, the painting of horses and saddles has been the only one of its kind in the history of the country, and it is only the king of Jiangdu who has made it so marvelous.
Thirty years have passed since General Cao gained his fame, and the world has seen the real yellow horse again.
The former emperor was once like the night white, the Dragon Pond ten days flying thunderbolt.
The inner palace red onyx disk, Jieyu sent an edict to the talented people to ask.
The disk was given to the general to worship and dance back, light playboys and fine qi chasing each other to fly.
The handwriting of the powerful and the influential was found to be a shining light on the barriers.
The former Taizong fist hair [horse lopsided], the recent Guojia lion flower.
Today's new picture has two horses. The new picture has two horses.
These are all riding a battle against ten thousand, onyx desert open wind and sand.
The rest of the seven horses are also very different, as if the cold sky mixed with smoke and snow.
These are the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world with a pair of shoes, and I've never seen a woman in the world with a pair of shoes.
Pity the nine horses that are competing with each other, and look at them with a clear and steady mind.
If you want to know who you love, you have to go back and forth.
Remembering the old days when I toured the Xinfeng Palace, I saw the crocodile flowers coming to the east of the sky.
There are 30,000 horses, all of which are the same as this picture.
Since the offering of the treasure towards the river clan, no longer shoot the scaly river water.
Don't you see that the pine and cypress in front of the pile of golden millet. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the government.
Du Fu: Danqing quotes for General Cao Ba
General Wei Wu's children and grandchildren, now for the common people for the green door.
While the heroes are gone, the literary style still exists today.
Learning to write a book is the first time to learn Mrs. Wei, but I hate no more than Wang Youjun.
It is not known that I will be old, but I am as rich as a floating cloud.
It is a common practice to meet people in the midst of the Kaiyuan era, and I am honored to have been invited to the South Smoke Hall.
The Lingnan ministers have fewer colors, but the generals' writing has been very impressive.
The good prime minister's head is crowned with a crown, and the fierce general's waist is lined with arrows.
Praise Egong Mao launched, valiant still sound battle.
The first emperor's horse, the jade buckskin, was painted like a mountain with a different look.
This is the day to bring to the Red Court, the gate of heaven to grow the wind.
The edict said that the General whisked the silk, the intention of the craftsmen in the miserable management.
Should the nine real dragons come out, a wash of the ancient mortal horse empty.
The jade flower is on the imperial couch, which is facing each other in front of the court.
The Supreme Being smiled and urged for a gift of gold, and the grooms and servants were all disappointed.
The disciple, Han Gan, had been in the room for a long time, and he was able to draw a picture of a horse with a different face.
Gan only paints the flesh but not the bones, so he can't bear to let the horse's qi wither away.
The General's painting is good, and he has the ability to draw a picture of a good man.
Now I am wandering in the world of war, and I often look like an ordinary traveler.
They have been in the same boat for a long time, but they are not as poor as you are now.
But I see that in the ancient times, the reputation of the people was so great that they were all tied up in their own bodies!
Du Fu: Sending a letter to Mr. Han
I am not happy to think of Yueyang, but I am sick in bed.
Beauty is a beautiful woman, and I am looking out over the dongting.
The sun and the moon are in the sky, and the maple leaves are in the rain and frost.
The emperors of the Jade Palace gathered in the Big Dipper, or rode the unicorn and cataract phoenix.
The hibiscus flags and the smoke fall, and the shadows move the inverted scenery to shake the Xiaoxiang.
The king of the star palace was drunk on agar, and the feathered men were not around.
It seems that I heard of yesterday's Red Songzi, but I am afraid that it was Han Zhangliang in the Han Dynasty.
In the past, I followed Liu to set up Chang'an, and the tent has not been changed.
The country's success or failure I dare not, color difficult fishy rotten meal maple incense.
Zhounan stayed in the ancient pity, Nanji old man should Shouchang.
The beauty of the world is the water that separates us from each other, so how can we put it in a tribute to the jade hall?
Du Fu: the old cypress line
There is an old cypress in front of the temple of Kongming, with roots like stone and bronze.
Double skin slippery rain forty round, the color of the sky two thousand feet.
Junior and ministers have already met with the time, the trees are still for people to cherish.
The clouds are long, the moon is cold, and the snowy mountains are white.
Remembering that the road went around the east of the Jin Ting yesterday, the first lord Wuhou was in the same [door must] palace.
Cuiwei branches and trunks of the countryside ancient, fair and green house lattice empty.
They have been given a lot of ground to stand on, but the wind is blowing in the dark.
Supporting is the power of the gods, and it is the work of creation that makes it possible.
The building is tilting like a beam, and the oxen are turning back to the mountain.
The world has been shocked by the article, and who can send it before it is cut and cut?
How can we avoid the ants?
It is the first time that I have ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time.
The world is in a state of shock, and the world is in a state of shock, and the world is in a state of shock, and the world is in a state of shock!
Du Fu: watching Gongsun Daniang disciples dance with swords and preface
Daliyi two years October 19 Kui Fu Yuan hold house to see the Linying Li twelve women dance swords, strong its Wei [foot support].
Asked his teacher, said: Yu Gongsun Daniang disciple also. Kaiyuan three years, Yu is still a child, remembered at a place to watch Gongsun
this dance swordsmen Hunde. Liu Li staccato, alone out of the crown time. Since the high head of the Yichun Pear Garden two Kabuki Square people, Scott Scott outside the offer
Support, know that the dancers, Shengwen Shenwu Emperor at the beginning of the Gongsun only one person. Jade appearance, not to mention the rest of the white head! Now
This disciple is also a great face. I have been able to identify its origin, know that the waves are not two. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do with this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do with it. In the past
Wu people Zhang Xu is good at cursive writing book post, several tasted in Yecheng County to see Gongsun Danniang dance West River sword, since then the cursive writing grows,
Hao Dang grateful.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time!
In the past, there was a good person Gongsun, a dance of the sword to move the four directions.
The viewers were dismayed by the color of the mountains, and heaven and earth were long and low.
How like Yi shoots the nine suns down, as the group of emperor horses and dragons soar.
It is like a thunderbolt collecting anger, and it is like the river and the sea condensing clear light.
Jiang Jiang's lips and sleeves are lonely, and there are disciples who will pass on the fragrance later.
Lingying beauty in Baidi, wonderful dance this song God Yang Yang.
They have a question and answer with the rest of the world, and they feel sorry for the time and the place.
There were 8,000 ladies in the late emperor's service, and Gongsun's sword was the first to be used.
Fifty years ago, it was like a slap in the face, the wind and dust [氵项]洞昏王室.
The children of the pear orchard were scattered like smoke, and the rest of the women's music reflected the cold sun.
The wood in front of the Golden Corn Pile has been arched, and the grass in the stone city of Qutang is sad.
The tortoiseshell feast is over, and the moon rises in the east.
The old man doesn't know where he is going, but he has a foot on the deserted mountain.
Yuan Jie: Drunken Song on Stone Fish Lake and Preface
Manso brewed wine with rice from his public land, and in his spare time, he carried the wine on the lake, and
when he was drunk, he was drunk; in his joyful drunkenness, he drew his arm towards the fish to fetch the wine from the shore of the lake, and
made the boat carry it, and drank from it all over the people who were sitting on it.
It was a long time ago when I was a drunkard, and when I was drunk, I took a drink from the fish on the shore of the lake, and I made the boat carry the fish, and I drank all the drinkers.
Shiyu Lake, like the dongting, summer water wants to be full of Junshan Qing.
The mountain is a bottle, the water is a swamp, the drinkers have been sitting on the island bird.
The long wind makes big waves for days, and can't waste people transporting the wine boat.
I am sitting at Bachou with a long ladle, drinking from four seats to dissipate my sorrows.
Han Yu: Mountain and Stone
The mountain and stone are eminent, and the bats fly in the temple at dusk.
The new rain is enough for the steps, and the banana leaves are big and the gardenia is fat.
The monk said that the ancient wall of the Buddha's painting is good, to the fire to illuminate seen rare.
The bed was made and the table was set with soup and rice, and the coarse food was enough to satisfy my hunger.
Late at night, the bugs stopped, and the moon came out of the mountains and the light entered the doorway.
There is no road to go to in the morning, and there is no way to get in and out of the high and low mountains.
The mountains are red and the streams are blue, and the pines are ten miles away.
When I step on the stones of the stream with my bare feet, the sound of the water and the wind blow my clothes.
Life is so enjoyable that I don't want to be tied down as a human being!
Contempt my party two or three sons, can not return to old age!
Han Yu: Gift to Zhang Gongcao on the 15th night of the 8th month
The clouds are rolling in, and the wind is blowing the moon away.
The sand is flat and the water is quiet, and the shadow of the sound is gone.
The song is so sour and bitter that I can't listen to it without crying like rain.
Dongting is a high place in the sky, and the scarlet flycatcher is a dragon in the sky.
This is the first time I've been to a government office in my life, and I've lived in seclusion for a long time.
They are the first to be able to get out of their beds and eat without fear of medication, and the sea air is wet and stings with a foul smell.
Yesterday, the drums were beating in front of the state, and the emperor was on his way to Kui Gao.
The book of pardons traveled 10,000 miles in one day, and all the sins from the Great Pioneer were removed from death.
The people who have been moved are being returned to the country, and they are being cleansed of their flaws and dirt, and the dynasty is being cleansed.
The state's family has been able to get the name of the family repressed, and Kanker has been able to move to Jingban.
The judge's lowly official can't speak, and he can't help but beat the dust.
At the same time, there are many people who have been on the road, but it is difficult to follow the dangerous road to the sky.
You should not listen to my song, because it is not the same as my song.
The moon is shining brightly all night long, and the life of a man is not determined by his fate.
It's a good thing that you don't have any wine to drink, because it's a good thing that you don't have any wine to drink!
Han Yu: visit the temple of Heng Yue Sui Su Su Yue temple title door
Wu Yue sacrificial rank are three, four sides around the town of Songzhong.
The fire and the earth are deserted enough to the monsters, the sky fake God handle specializing in its male.
Spraying clouds and leaking mist to hide half of the belly, although there is a top who can be poor?
I am here in the fall rainy season, and there is no breeze in the darkness.
If there is an answer to my prayers, I am sure it is not the right thing to do!
In a moment, I swept away the peaks, and saw the blue sky.
The purple cover is connected to the heavenly pillar, and the stone granary is thrown up to Zhu Rong.
The mountains and the cypresses are all in the spirit of the Palace of the Spirit.
The walls and pillars of the city are full of color, and the ghosts and creatures of the world are painted in red and green.
The temple is a place where the people who live there are not only the people who live there, but also the people who live there, and the people who live there are not only the people who live there, but also the people who live there.
The old man in the temple knew the meaning of the gods, and he was able to bow to them.
The old man in the temple knew the meaning of God, and he was able to bow to him with his eyes wide open.
It is fortunate that I did not die in the wilderness, and that I had enough food and clothing to last a long time.
This is the first time I've ever seen a man who has been in the world for a long time, and I don't think he's going to be able to do anything about it!
The night was spent in a Buddhist temple, and the stars and the moon reflected the clouds and the sun and the dragons.
The apes and the bells are not aware of the dawn, and the sun shines brightly in the east.
Han Yu: The Song of the Stone Drum
Zhang Sheng, holding the text of the stone drum, advised me to know how to write the song of the stone drum.
No one has died in Shaoling, but he is a man of few talents, so what can he do about the stone drums?
The four seas are boiling over with Zhou's death, and King Xuan is angry and wields a heavenly sword.
The hall was opened to receive congratulations, and the swords of all the lords were worn by each other.
Searching in Qiyang, the beasts and birds were all covered up.
The first time I saw the city was in the middle of the night, and the second time I saw the city was in the middle of the night, and the third time I saw the city was in the middle of the night.
The talent of the ministers was the best, and they were chosen to write and carve the mountain.
The rain and the sun scorched the wildfire, and the ghosts guarded the place.
Where did you get the paper? I'm not sure if I've got the right one, but I've got the right one.
It is hard to understand the meaning of the words, and the font is not similar to that of a tadpole or a scribe.
The book was written by a man who had been in the field for a long time, and who had been in the field for a long time, and who had been in the field for a long time.
Luan and phoenix soar under the immortals, coral and blue trees are intertwined.
Golden ropes and iron cords lock the knobs, and ancient tripods leap into the water.
It is not a good idea to make up a poem, but it is a good idea to make up a poem, and it is a good idea to make up a poem, and it is a good idea to make up a poem.
Confucius traveled to the west, but not to Qin, using a hand to offer up the stars and lodges.
Contempt to the ancient life bitter late, this tears and snot double pouring.
Remembering that in the past, the year of the Dr. Mung's expedition, the year of the change of the name of Yuanhe.
The old man was in the army in the right auxiliary department, and he was the one who dug up the mortar for me.
Maundy crown and bathe to tell the priest, so the most precious treasure is not much!
The felt bag and the mat can be made to stand up, and the ten drums only carry a few camels.
It is more expensive than the Gao Ding in the temple, and the price is more than a hundred times higher!
If the Holy Spirit permits me to stay in the Imperial College, I will be able to give lectures to all students.
It is a great honor to be a member of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and a great honor to be a member of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
They have been working hard to find the right place for them to live, and the right place for them to live.
The building is covered by a deep roof, which has been in place for a long time.
The Chinese government officials were old enough to be in charge of the affairs, so they were willing to be grateful for the grace they had received.
The shepherd boy knocked on the horn of the ox, who will rub his hand again?
Sun and moon are buried, and six years in the west are empty chanting.
Xi Zhi's common book while the posture charming, a few paper can still Bo white goose.
Following Zhou's eight generations, no one cleaned up the battle.
There is nothing wrong with the present peace and quiet, but the Confucianism is the only thing that matters.
This is the first time I've ever seen a person who has been in a position to speak on the subject of the subject, and I'm not sure if it's a good idea to do so.
The song of the stone drum stops here, and I am sorry to say that I am wasting my time!
Liu Zongyuan: The Fisherman
The fisherman sleeps at night on the western rock, and in the morning he draws a candle from the clear sky.
Smoke disappears at sunrise, and I don't see anyone, and I hear a sound of green mountains and water.
Looking back at the sky, I see that the clouds are chasing me.
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