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Given to my younger brother Liu Zhen, there is a pine tree on Tingting Mountain, and there is a stroke in the Cece Valley. The sound of the wind is so strong, and the pine branches are so strong. The frost is miserable, but the whole year is always upright. Isn't it cold, because pines and cypresses have their own nature.

After reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas, Tao Yuanming praised his father for his great ambitions and raced against the sun. When we all reached the foot of Yuyuan, it seemed like there was no victory or defeat. The divine power is so wonderful, how can it be enough to pour over a river? The remaining traces are sent to Deng Lin, but the merit is behind him.

Wangjimen Ancestor's Ode When Yantai left, the guests were frightened, and the noise of drums and drums made the Han general's camp noisy. Thousands of miles of cold light produces snow, the dawn on three sides stirs up dangerous signals, the beacon fire on the battlefield invades Hu Yue, and the clouds and mountains on the seaside embrace Jicheng. Although the young man is not a pen-throwing official, he still wants to ask for a long tassel in terms of merit.

"Sending Vice Envoy Li to the Imperial Army in Qixi" Cen Shen The volcano should be hotter in June, and there will be no pedestrians at the Chiting crossing. Knowing that you are accustomed to Qilian City, how can you worry about seeing the moon on the platform? Take off your saddle and go into the restaurant for a while, and send you thousands of miles west to attack Hu. He only takes fame from horses. He is truly a heroic husband.

To Li He, the master’s father was trapped in his journey to the west and could not return, so his family broke the willows in front of their door. I heard that Ma Zhou was a new guest in the past, and no one knew him in the world. Kong Jiang wrote two lines of writing on the paper, directly offending Long Yan and asking for his favor. I am so enchanted that I can't move. When the rooster sings, the whole world becomes white. The young man's worries should be taken care of. Who cares about the coldness and sits there groaning?

Summer, drought and bitter heat Wang Ling The breeze is unable to kill the heat, and the setting sun flies up the mountain with its wings. People are already afraid of the rivers and seas drying up, but God will not hesitate to dry them up. As high as Kunlun there is snow, and as far as Penglai it is always cold. If you can't carry the world with you, why bother to swim around it? ?

Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night Zhang Ruoxu The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but where is the spring river without the moonlight? The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet.

The frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen. The river and the sky were completely dustless, and there was only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year. I don’t know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow. Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon is wandering upstairs, and it should be seen in the makeup mirror. The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil. At this time, we look at each other but don't hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swans fly long and fast, and the fishes and dragons dive and jump into the water.

Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless. I wonder how many people will return by the moon? Falling flowers are shaking the trees in the river.

Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling The bright moon rises on the sea, and the world is far away at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night. When the candle is extinguished, it is full of pity and light, and when it is covered with light, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.

Ask the Moon about Wine Li Bai When will the moon come to the blue sky? I'll stop drinking and ask. People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon travels with people. The bright sky is as bright as a flying mirror approaching Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance. But seeing the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that Xiang Yunjian is gone! The white rabbit makes medicine, autumn returns to spring, who is Chang'e living alone next to? People today cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people. People in ancient times and today are like water flowing, and it is the same when they look at the bright moon. I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking.

Entering the Kuai Pavilion Huang Tingjian Chi'er has taken care of the family affairs, and the things in Kuai Pavilion rely on Wanqing. Thousands of falling trees and mountains, the sky is far and wide, and the moon is clearly visible along the Chengjiang River. Zhu Xian has become a beautiful woman, and her blue eyes are as good as wine. Returning to the boat after thousands of miles to play the flute, I am in alliance with the white gull.

Guan Shanyue Lu You For fifteen years under the Herong imperial edict, the general came to the border without fighting. The rich men sing and dance, the horses in the stables are fat and dead, and their bows have broken strings. The fierce fighting in the garrison urges the moon to fall. I joined the army at the age of 30 and now my hair is white. Who knows the heart of a strong man in the flute, and the sky above the sand illuminates the human bones. Fighting in the Central Plains has been heard since ancient times. How can there be any descendants who go against the Hu's rule? The survivors endured death in hope of recovery, and several places made them shed tears!

Hou Chibi Fu by Su Shi

It is the tenth month of the year. I am walking from the snow hall and will return to Lingao. The two guests followed me across the yellow mud slope. The frost and dew have fallen, all the leaves have fallen off, and the figures are on the ground. They look up at the bright moon, look at it and enjoy it, and sing in response to each other. He sighed and said: "There are guests but no wine, there is wine but no food, the moon is white and the wind is clear, what a good night it is!" The guest said: "Today at dusk, I lift the net to catch fish, with a big mouth and thin scales, like a perch in the Songjiang River.

Did Gu An get wine? "He returned and consulted his wives. The woman said, "I have a bucket of wine, which I have hid for a long time, in case my son needs it from time to time. ”

So I took wine and fish and swam under the Red Cliff again. There was a sound in the river, and the bank was broken thousands of feet; /p>

I took my clothes and climbed up, walking on the rocks, covered with velvet, perched on tigers and leopards, climbed on the hornets' nests, and looked down at Feng Yi's secluded palace. The grass and trees shook, the mountains roared, and the water surged. I was also quiet and sad, solemn and frightened, but I couldn't stay. Instead, I boarded the boat and let it stop. About halfway through, I looked around and saw a solitary crane coming across the river. Its wings were like a wheel, and it was wearing silk clothes. It roared loudly and flew towards the boat to the west.

After a while, I fell asleep. . In the dream, a Taoist priest, in fluttering feathers, passed by Lingao. He bowed to me and said, "Are you having fun at Red Cliff?" "Asked his name, he bowed and didn't answer. "Woohoo! Hehe! I know it. In the past night, whoever flew past me was not a son or evil? "The Taoist smiled and I was also shocked. I opened my account and looked at it, but I couldn't see it.

Shui Tiao Ge Tou (When will the bright moon come) Su Shi

When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it is so cold in the high place. How can I dance to clear the shadows in the human world? If there is hatred, why should we be reunited at the same time? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. I hope that people will live forever and love Chanjuan.

Nian Nujiao (Dongting Green Grass) Zhang. Xiaoxiang

The green grass in Dongting is almost mid-autumn, and there is no wind at all. There are 30,000 hectares of jade fields, and a leaf on my boat is shining brightly, and the Milky Way is clear, both inside and outside. It's hard to tell you the beauty of it.

I should remember that the lonely light shines on me, my liver and gallbladder are all ice and snow, my short hair is slender and my sleeves are cold, and the waves are flowing steadily in the vast sky. Pouring the Beidou carefully, everything is a guest. I don’t know what night it is.

The magnolia flower is slow (poor for this month) Xin Qiji

Where is it going? Yuyou? Is it a different world? The light and shadow are blurry in the sky, but who can keep the flying mirror without roots?

It is said that there is no reason to go through the bottom of the sea, and the trance makes people worried. I am afraid that thousands of miles of whales will break through the jade palace. The toad can only bathe in the water. How can the jade rabbit understand the ups and downs? How can it gradually become like this? Hook?

Encouragement to learn from Xunzi

The gentleman said: It is impossible to learn green. When the wood is straight and the rope is kneaded, it becomes a wheel, and its curve is regular. Although it is rough and no longer straight, the flesh makes it so. Therefore, the wood is straight when it is supported by the rope, and the metal is sharp when it is gravelled. If you reflect on yourself every day, you will know clearly and do nothing wrong.

It is not as good as me to think about it all day long, as it is to taste [the foot branch] and look forward to it, and it is not as good as to have a profound understanding of climbing high. Ye. When you climb high and move, your arms will not be lengthened, and you will be far away when you see it. If you shout in the wind, your voice will not be faster, but when you hear it, you will not be able to use your feet, but you will be able to travel thousands of miles. It is not like water, but rivers. A gentleman is born out of good deeds.

The accumulation of soil creates a mountain, the accumulation of water creates a abyss, and the accumulation of good deeds creates virtue. The spirit is self-satisfied and the holy heart is prepared. Therefore, if you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach a thousand miles; Rotten wood will not break; if you persevere, you can carve out gold and stone. Earthworms have no sharp claws and teeth, and strong muscles and bones. They eat earth and drink from the underworld. A crab has six kneels and two claws, and it is not a snake that has no place to rest in its cave. The teacher said that Han Yu must have a teacher. Therefore, people are not born with knowledge, so how can they be free from confusion? If you are confused and do not follow the teacher, you will be confused and will never understand.

If you are born before me, you must have heard the Tao before me, so I will learn from you; if you are born after me, you must have heard the Tao. It was also before me, so I learned from him. My teacher, do you know who was born to me one year or another? Therefore, there is neither high nor low, neither long nor short. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists.

Sigh! It’s been a long time since teachers’ teachings were passed on! It’s hard to be clear of confusion! The ancient saints were also far away from others, and they still asked if they were teachers. Today's people are also far away from the saints, and they are ashamed to learn from their teachers. Therefore, the saint will benefit the saint, and the fool will benefit the fool. Is this why saints are saints and fools are fools?

If you love your son, you will choose a teacher to teach him; but for yourself, you will be ashamed of the teacher and confused. The teacher of that boy is the reader who learns the sentences after being taught the book. He is not what I call someone who teaches his way and solves his confusion. I don’t know how to read a sentence, I don’t understand it when I’m confused, maybe I’m a teacher, or maybe I’m not good at it. I haven’t seen the clarity from elementary school but great legacy.

A man of witchcraft, medicine, music and craftsmanship, he is not ashamed to be a physiognomist. The clan of scholar-bureaucrats would gather in groups and laugh at those who said "master" or "disciple". When asked, he said: "He is similar to that year, and the Tao is similar. A low position is shameful, and a high official is close to flattery." Woohoo! It can be seen that the teacher's way is no longer restored. Gentlemen despise a man who is a man of witchcraft, medicine, music and craftsmanship, but now his wisdom is beyond his reach. How strange that is!

The sage is the teacher of impermanence. Confucius studied under Tanzi, Changhong, Xiang and Laodan. The disciples of Tanzi were not as wise as Confucius. Confucius said: When three people are walking together, there must be my teacher. Therefore, the disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, and the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple. There is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art, that's all.

Li's son, Pan, was seventeen years old. He was good at ancient Chinese prose and had a good grasp of all the six arts. Yu Jiaqi was able to practice the ancient way and wrote "Shi Shuo" to teach him.

Xue Ji "Book of Rites" If you study alone without friends, you will be lonely and ignorant.

When reading on an autumn night, two drums are used as a festival. Lu You The rotten scholar sighs that it is nothing special. The white hair ruthlessly invades the old world, and the green light has the flavor of childhood. Gao Wu Ce Ce conveys the chill, and stacking drums in winter forces the sleep period. The autumn nights are getting longer and hunger is causing trouble, and a cup of yam is filled with fine rice.

Reading on a winter night shows Ziyu Lu You. The ancients spared no efforts in learning, and it was only when they were young that they were able to achieve success. What I have learned on paper is ultimately shallow, and I know that I have to do it in detail.

Ehu Temple and Lu Zishou, Zhu Xi and Deyi have been admired for a long time, and they care more about them after three years of separation. I used a quinoa stick to get out of the cold valley, but I used a basket and a basket to reach far away. The discussion of old learning becomes more sophisticated, and the cultivation of new knowledge becomes deeper. But I am so worried that I am speechless, and I don’t believe that there is a past and present in the world.

Occasional title: Zhu Xi Follow the flowing water to find the source of the stream, but when you reach the source, you are at a loss. When I first believed in the true source, I couldn't reach it, so I relied on the instrument to murmur everywhere.

Meng Haoran stayed in Xunyang in the evening and looked at Lushan Mountain. He traveled thousands of miles without encountering any famous mountains. Bozhou Xunyangguo, only to see Xianglu Peak. After reading the biography of Yuan Gong, I will always cherish my traces. Donglin Jingshe is nearby, and you can hear the bell in the sky at dusk.

Zhongnan Mountain Wang Wei Taiyi is close to the capital of heaven, stretching from mountains to sea corners. The white clouds look back and merge, and the green mist comes in to see nothing. The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and sunshine are different. If you want to stay somewhere, ask the woodcutter across the water.

Sleepwalking Tianmu sings farewell by Li Bai. Haike talks about Yingzhou, the smoke and waves are dim and it is hard to find a letter. The more people are talking about Tianmu, the bright clouds may disappear or be visible. Tianmu reaches the sky and stretches across the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng.

The rooftop is 48,000 feet tall, so it tilts toward the southeast. I want to dream of Wu Yue and fly across the Jinghu Lake in the moonlight overnight. The moon on the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River. Xie Gong's residence is still there today, and the Lu River is clear and the apes are singing. Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder. Half of the wall can see the sea and the sun, and the sky can hear chickens. Thousands of rocks have many twists and turns, and the path is uncertain. The lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim. Bears roar and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees in deep forests are shocking to the top of the mountain. The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke. There was a thunderbolt when the columns were missing, and the hills collapsed. The cave sky stone fan opens suddenly. The vast blue sky has no bottom, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform. Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another. Tigers, drums and harps come and Luan returns to the carriage, and immortals come and line up like hemp. Suddenly my soul palpitates and my soul moves, I suddenly start and sigh. But when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze. The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastward. Farewell, when will you come back? Let me leave the white deer among the green cliffs, and ride to visit the famous mountains as soon as I have to go. An Neng's ability to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful makes me unhappy!

Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain Li Bai All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.

Climbing the Mountains in September by Du Mu The geese are flying in the autumn shadows of the river, and they are carrying pots with guests on the green hills. It's rare to smile in this world, and I will return with my head full of chrysanthemums. But I will be drunk as a reward for the festival, and I will not come to hate the sunset.

This has been the case throughout the ages, why should Niu Shan be alone in his clothes?

The Story of Shizhong Mountain by Su Shi

Shui Jing says: "There is Shizhong Mountain at the mouth of Pengli." Li Yuan thought that he was facing a deep pool, the breeze was blowing, the water and rocks were catching each other, and the sound was like a loud bell. This is true, but people often doubt it. Now if a bell and chime are placed in the water, even though there is a strong wind and waves, it cannot make any sound, but it is worse than a stone! In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bo began to visit his remains. He found two stones on the pool, clasped them and listened. I think I got it. However, I doubt it. The sound of a stone can be found everywhere, but this one is only called a bell, so why?

Ding Chou in the sixth month of the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Yu Ziqi'an came to you on a boat trip, and the eldest son Maijiang went to Raozhi Dexingwei and sent him to Hukou, because he could watch the so-called stone bell. The monk asked the boy to hold an ax and pick one or two among the rocks to buckle it. Ji Yan, Yu Gu smiled but didn't believe it. At the end of the night, when the moon was bright, I took a small boat with Mai alone to the foot of the cliff. The boulder stands thousands of feet on its side, like wild beasts and strange ghosts, eager to catch people; while the falcons on the mountain will startle when they hear the sound of people, and they will roar in the sky; there is also an old man coughing and laughing in the valley, maybe called this zygomatic crane also. Yu Fang's heart was eager to return the favor, and he made loud noises on the water, like bells and drums. The boat people were terrified. If you look at it slowly, you will find that there are stone caves at the bottom of the mountain. I don't know how shallow or deep they are. Microwaves enter them, and they are light and surging. This is why. The boat returned between the two mountains and was about to enter the port. There was a large rock in the middle of the stream, which could seat a hundred people. There were many orifices in the air, which were in harmony with the Feng Shui. There was the sound of drilling and boring mandarins, which corresponded to those who were facing it, and it was like a piece of music. . Because of his laughter, he said to Mai, "You know what you know? Those who have a sloppy mouth are like King Zhou Jing's inability to shoot, and those who are boring and boring are like the song of Wei Zhuangzi. The ancients did not deceive me!"

Is it okay to make assumptions about the existence of something without seeing it or hearing it? What Li Yuan saw and heard is almost the same as that of Yu, so it is unknown; the scholar-bureaucrats were unwilling to use their boats to anchor under the cliff at night, so they cannot know; and although the fishermen and navy masters knew it, they could not tell it, so it is not passed down in this world. . But those who are ignorant use axes and pounds to test and seek for it, thinking that they have achieved it. After I remembered it, Gai sighed at Li Yuan's simplicity and laughed at Li Bo's crudeness.

A Visit to Baochan Mountain by Wang Anshi

Baochan Mountain is also known as Huashan. The Tang Dynasty Futu Huibao Shi left it at its site and buried it after his death; hence his later name. "Praise for Zen". Today’s so-called Huikong Zen Temple is also called Luzhong. Five miles east of the courtyard is the so-called Huayang Cave, which is named after the Yang of Huashan Mountain. More than a hundred steps away from the cave, there is a stele serving the road. Its text has been wiped out, but the only text that can still be recognized is "Huashan". Nowadays, the word "hua" is like the "hua" in "huashi", which is a false pronunciation. It is flat and open below, with a spring coming out from the side, and there are many travelers who record it - it is called the front cave. Five or six miles up the mountain, there is a cave that is slim and very cold when you enter it. If you ask about its depth, you will find that even if you are a good swimmer, you will not be able to find it. It is called the back cave. Yu and the four others held fire to get in. The deeper they went in, the harder it was to get in, and the more amazing they saw. If someone is lazy and wants to come out, he will say: "If you don't come out, the fire will be exhausted." Then he will come out with it. For those who have gone there, they are not as good as those who travel well. However, if you look at the left and right, there are very few people who come and remember them. If the cover is deep, the height will be reduced. At this time, the force is enough to penetrate, and the fire is still enough to illuminate. Now that it has come out, I may blame the person who wanted to come out, and I also regret that it followed him, and I will not be able to enjoy the pleasure of wandering.

Then Yu You sighed: The ancients often gained something when they looked at the heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, vegetation, insects, fish, birds and beasts. Because of the depth of their thinking, they were everywhere. If the enemy is close, there will be many tourists; if the danger is far, there will be few tourists. The grandeur, weirdness, and extraordinaryness of the world often lie in the dangers and distances, and they are rarely accessible to people, so only those who are determined cannot reach them. If you have ambitions, you will not be able to achieve them if you don’t follow them, but if you don’t have enough strength, you will not be able to achieve them. If you have ambition and strength, but don't be lazy, you won't be able to reach it even if it is dark and confusing and there is nothing to show it. However, if you are strong enough to reach your goal but fail to reach it, you can be ridiculed by others, but you will have regrets for yourself. If you try your best but fail to reach your goal, you may have no regrets. Who can ridicule you? The rest is earned!

Yu Yufu’s stele, and he laments that the ancient book of the husband does not exist, and that later generations will misrepresent it and cannot be named, how can he win the way! Therefore, scholars should not take it carefully without thinking deeply.

The four are: Luling Xiaojun Guijunyu, Changle King Huishenfu, my younger brothers Anguopingfu and Anshangchunfu. On a certain day in July of the first year of Zhihe, Wang Mou of Linchuan recorded.

Jianjia Plucking Wei "The Book of Songs"

Ode to History Zuo Si The pines at the bottom of the stream are gloomy, and the seedlings are separated from the mountains; the stems are an inch in diameter, and they shade this hundred-foot strip. The world's elite is in a high position, and the handsomeness is lowered than that of the officials; the terrain makes it so, and the origin is different from one dynasty; the old business of Jin and Zhang, the seven-leaf Er and the Han mink; isn't Feng Gong great? The white head is gone!

Drinking Tao Yuanming The house is in a human environment, without the noise of carriages and horses. I ask you, what can you do? The mind is far away from itself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain. The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to say it in trying to discern.

Encounter with Zhang Jiuling The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn. Enjoy this business, it will be a festive season for you. Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there. Plants and trees have their own intentions, so why ask for beauty?

Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden by Lin Bu. All the fragrances are swaying down, and they are blooming alone. They occupy the small garden with all the charm. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and there is no need for the sandalwood board to seal the gold bottle.

National Tragedy Qu Yuan is fighting Wu Ge and wearing rhinoceros armor, and the chariot is in the wrong hub and the soldiers are fighting in close combat. The sun is blocked by the sun, and the enemy is like a cloud, and the arrows are falling on the ground, fighting for the lead. Lingyu formation is still walking, and the left side is wounded by the right blade.

The two wheels of haze are coming, and the four horses are being fed, and the drums are beating to support the jade. When the sky is full of anger, the majestic spirit is angry, and it kills all the people and abandons the wilderness. If you can't go in or out, you can't go back, and the plain suddenly becomes too far. Carrying a long sword and carrying Qin's bow, his head and body are separated and his heart is not punished. Sincerity is both courageous and martial, and ultimately strong and invincible. When the body is dead, the spirit becomes the spirit, and the soul becomes the ghost hero.

After the Qin Dynasty, Discussing Jia Yi

Up to the time of the First Emperor, the remaining warriors of the sixth generation vigorously promoted the strategy and controlled the inner world, swallowed up the princes for two weeks, acted as the supreme and controlled Liuhe, and held the hammer Pu Yi whipped the world and shocked the world. Take the land of Baiyue in the south and call it Guilin and Xiangjun. The king of Baiyue bows his head and ties his neck, and orders his subordinates. He ordered Meng Tian to build the Great Wall to the north and guard the fence, but he defeated the Huns for more than 700 miles. The barbarians did not dare to go south to herd horses, and the soldiers did not dare to bend their bows and complain. So he abolished the ways of the previous kings, burned the opinions of hundreds of families, and used foolish Guizhou leaders; he made the city famous, killed the heroes, gathered all the soldiers of the world and gathered in Xianyang, sold the swords, and cast them into twelve golden figures to weaken the people of the world. Then practice Huahua City, because the river is a pond, and it is solid according to the city of hundreds of millions of feet and the unexpected stream. A good general can guard the key points with strong force; a trustworthy minister can be a good soldier, and he can use his troops to prepare the troops. The world has been settled, and the First Emperor's heart is that he thinks that the Guanzhong is solid, the golden city is thousands of miles away, and the inheritance of descendants and emperors will last forever. The First Emperor is no longer alive, but his remaining power shocks the world.

However, Chen She is the son of Wengtan Shengshu, a gangster, and a migrant. His talent is not as good as the average, and he is not as wise as Zhongni and Mo Zhai, and as rich as Tao Zhu and Yidun. While walking on tiptoe, he stubbornly stood up in the streets, led the soldiers to stop the evil, turned hundreds of people to attack Qin, cut down the trees as soldiers, raised the poles as flags, the world gathered and responded, won the food and the scenery followed. The heroes of Shandong then came together, and the Qin clan perished.

The world is not small and weak. In the land of Yongzhou, Yaohan is solid and self-contained. The position of Chen She is not respected by Qi, Chu, Yan, Zhao, Han, Wei, Song, and Wei. , the king of Zhongshan; the hoe, the thorn, and the thorn are not as powerful as the hook, the halberd, and the long spear; the people who are banished to Xu are not the ones who can resist the armies of the Nine Kingdoms; they are far-sighted and far-sighted, and the way of marching and using troops is not as good as the men of the past. also. However, success or failure has changed, and the achievements have been opposite.

If the country of Shandong and Chen Shedu had a long life, and compared their power and strength, they would not be of the same age. However, the Qin Dynasty used a mere area to spread the power of ten thousand people, conquering the eight states and dynasty in the same line, which lasted for more than a hundred years. Then take Liuhe as your home and Yaohan as your palace. If one man commits trouble and seven temples are destroyed, he dies at the hands of others, why is he the one who makes the world laugh? Benevolence and righteousness are not applied, but the offensive and defensive momentum is different!

Preface to the Biography of Lingguan Ouyang Xiu

Wow! The principle of ups and downs, although it is called destiny, is it not a matter of human affairs? It turns out that the reason why Zhuangzong won the world is not the reason why he lost it.

Shi Yan, the general of the Jin Dynasty, gave Zhuang Zong three arrows and told him: "Liang, my enemy; King Yan, whom I established; Khitan and I are brothers, and They all carried the Jin and returned to the Liang Dynasty. I hate you for these three things. It is my father's ambition to remember them!" Zhuangzong accepted them and hid them in the temple. Later, when troops were used, they would send an officer to report to the temple with a few prisoners, ask for the target, put a cotton bag in it, carry it forward, and accept it in triumph.

Fang Qi, a father and son of the Yan family, wrote to the leaders of Liang's monarchs and ministers, entered the Ancestral Temple, and returned the target to the ancestors, and succeeded. His high spirits can be described as magnificent! When Qiuyu is destroyed and the world is settled, a man shouts at night, and the chaos responds everywhere. He rushes eastward without seeing the thieves, and the soldiers are separated. The monarch and his ministers look at each other, not knowing where they are going. What a decline! Is it difficult to gain but easy to lose? Is it true that the traces of success and failure all come from others? "Book" says: "Being full will cause harm, but humility will benefit." Worry and hard work can rejuvenate a country, and leisure and hesitation can kill one's body. This is the natural principle.

Therefore, when it is prosperous, no hero in the world can compete with it; when it is in decline, dozens of actors are trapped, and their body dies and the country is destroyed, which makes the world laugh. Husband's misfortunes are often accumulated in the slightest, and wisdom and courage are often trapped in drowning. How can we only pity people! He wrote "Biography of Lingguan".

The Theory of the Six Kingdoms Su Xun

The six kingdoms were destroyed. It was not the military that was disadvantageous, the war was not good, and the disadvantage was that it bribed Qin. Bribing Qin and losing its strength is the way to destruction. Or say: "The six countries lost each other, and they bribed Qin Ye?" He said: "Those who don't bribe will lose with bribes, and they will lose strong support, so they can't finish it alone. Therefore, it is said that 'the disadvantage lies in bribing Qin'!"

In addition to Qin's conquests, whether they were small towns or large cities, Qin's gains were actually a hundred times as much as those from victory; the deaths of princes were actually a hundred times as much as those from defeat. Then the great desires of Qin and the great troubles of the princes are not in war.

Sijue’s ancestor, exposed to the frost and dew, cut down the thorns to create a sizeable land. The descendants do not cherish it very much and give it to others, just like discarding grass. Cut five cities today, cut ten cities tomorrow, and then have to sleep well overnight. He started to look around the surrounding areas, and the Qin soldiers arrived again. However, the land of the princes is limited, and the desire to tyrannize the Qin is insatiable, and the envoys become more numerous, and the invasion becomes more urgent. Therefore, the victory between the strong and the weak has been determined without fighting. As for subversion, that's natural. The ancients said: "The Qin is interested in the land, just like holding firewood to save grass. The fire will not be extinguished until the firewood is exhausted." This is true.

The people of Qi did not try to bribe Qin, but after the five kingdoms were finally removed and destroyed, why? It is to win but not to help the five countries. The five countries were in mourning, and Qi was also in mourning. The rulers of Yan and Zhao had long-term strategies, were able to defend their land, and would not bribe Qin with justice. Therefore, although Yan was a small country and then perished, this was due to the effectiveness of its military. Zhi Dan took Jing Qing as a plan and soon caused disaster. Zhao Chang fought against Qin five times, losing two and winning three. Later Qin attacked Zhao again, but Li Mulian resisted. Jie Mu was punished for slander, and Handan was made a county. It was a pity that he used force but did not end. Moreover, when the Qin Revolution in Yanzhao was completely destroyed, it could be said that the intelligence was in danger, and they were defeated and perished. It was a last resort. Xiangshi, the Three Kingdoms each love their own country, Qi people should not be attached to Qin, assassins can not do it, but good generals are still there, then the number of winners and losers, and the principles of survival, should be compared with Qin, or it may not be easy to measure.

Woohoo! By bribing the land of Qin, making the world's advisers, serving Qin's heart, paying homage to the world's talents, and striving to the west, I fear that the people of Qin will not be able to swallow its food. Sad husband! With such a trend, it was robbed by the Qin people's accumulated prestige. The sun and the moon cut off, and they tended to perish. Those who serve the country will be robbed by those who accumulate prestige! The Six Kingdoms and Qin were both vassals, and their power was weaker than that of Qin, but they still had the potential to win without bribery. The story of Gou thinking that the world was so big, and then destroying it from the Six Kingdoms, was under the Six Kingdoms again.

Climb Jinling Phoenix Terrace and Li Bai Phoenix Terrace to travel around the Phoenix. When the phoenix leaves the platform, the Kongjiang River flows by itself. The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace are buried in the secluded paths, and the Jin Dynasty clothes become ancient hills. The three mountains are half-fallen and the blue sky is divided into two rivers, Bailuzhou. Floating clouds can always block the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.

Climbing the building (flowers approaching high-rise buildings) Du Fu's flowers approaching high-rise buildings hurt the hearts of the guests. It is difficult to climb here in all directions. The spring scenery of the Jinjiang River comes to heaven and earth, and the floating clouds of the jade barrier change the past and present. The North Pole court will never change, and the Xishan bandits will not invade each other.

The poor queen returned to the temple, and at dusk she sang for Liang Fu.

Anding Tower by Li Shangyin The hundred-foot tower in Gaocheng is far away, and beyond the green poplar branches lies Tingzhou. When Jia Sheng was young, he was weak and weeping, and Wang Can came to travel further in spring. I will always remember the rivers and lakes and return to my white hair, and I want to return to heaven and earth and enter the boat. I don’t know what it’s like to be a rotting rat, but I guess the chicks are still alive.

A Fang Palace Fu by Du Mu

The six kings are finished, the four seas are one, the Shu Mountain is Wu, and A Fang comes out. It was covered for more than 300 miles and isolated for six days. Lishan is built in the north and turns west, going straight to Xianyang. The two rivers flowed into the palace wall. Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the pavilion; the waist of the corridor is unobstructed, and the eaves and teeth are high; everyone is holding on to the terrain and fighting each other. Panpan Yan, Huan Yan Yan, honeycomb water vortex, I don't know how many tens of millions of them have fallen. The long bridge is lying on the waves, what's the point? If you resume the Tao and walk in the sky, what will happen if you don’t fly? Confused about high and low, not knowing west or east.

The singing stage is warm and the spring light is beautiful; the dance hall is cold and the wind and rain are miserable. Within a day, from one palace to another, the weather is not uniform.

Concubines, concubines, princes and grandsons, resigned from the lower hall and came to Qin in their chariots. Chaoge Yexian is from Qin Palace. The stars are shining brightly, and the makeup mirrors are opened; the green clouds are disturbing, and the servant girls are combing at dawn; the Wei River is swollen and greasy, and the fat and water are discarded; the smoke is slanting and the fog is horizontal, and the peppers and orchids are burning. The thunder suddenly startled me, and the palace carriage passed by; I heard the winding of the wind from afar, but I didn't know where it was. Every muscle and face, his expression is extremely radiant, and he is far-sighted and looks lucky. He has not been seen for thirty-six years. The collections of Yan and Zhao, the management of Han and Wei, and the elites of Qi and Chu, for several generations, plundered their people and leaned against the mountains; once they were no longer available, they were transported to them, jade, gold nuggets, beads, and gravel, and they were thrown away in the winding way. Look at it without pity.

Sigh! The heart of one person is the heart of thousands of people. Qin's love is extravagant, and people also miss his family. How can you take all the baht and use it like sand? There are more pillars to support the building than there are farmers in Nanmu; there are more rafters to erect beams than there are workers on the machine; there are more phosphorus on nail heads than there are grains of millet in Yu; there are more hoarse orchestras than there are speeches in the city. Make people in the world dare not speak out but dare to get angry. The heart of a single husband is becoming increasingly arrogant. The garrison soldiers shouted, the letter was lifted, the Chu people fired their torches, the pitiful scorched earth!

Woohoo! The one who destroyed the Six Kingdoms was the Six Kingdoms, not Qin. The people who belong to Qin are Qin, not the world. Sigh! If the six countries love their own people, it will be enough to reject Qin; if Qin loves the people of the six countries again, he will be king for three generations and will be king for ten thousand generations. Who can win and his family will be destroyed? The people of Qin had no time to mourn for themselves, so that future generations would mourn for them; if future generations mourned without taking note of it, they would also cause future generations to mourn for future generations again.

Xiang Jixuan's Zhi Gui Youguang

Xiang Jixuan is the son of the old South Pavilion. The room is only an abbot and can accommodate one person. The century-old house is seeping with dust and mud, and Yuze places bets. Every time a case is moved, there is nothing to ignore. It is also facing north, so it cannot catch the sun, and it will be dark after noon. The remaining parts are repaired to prevent them from leaking. There are four windows in front, and the wall surrounds the courtyard to catch the south sun. The shadow of the sun reflects in the room, making the room full of light. They also planted orchids, osmanthus, bamboo and trees in the courtyard, and the old railings also became more beautiful. Shelves are full of books, people are screaming and singing, and they are sitting silently, and there is no sound. But the courtyard steps are silent, with birds coming and pecking from time to time, but people never leaving. On the night of March 5th, the moon is half bright, the osmanthus shadows are mottled, the wind moves the shadows, and the mountains are lovely.

Preface to Tengwang Pavilion by Wang Bo

The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the Pengli shore; the wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu.

The sky is very different from the high ground, and I feel the infiniteness of the universe; when joy and sorrow come, I realize that there are countless ups and downs.

The fortunes are uneven and the fate is misfortune; Feng Tang is easy to grow old, but Li Guang is difficult to seal.

When you are old and strong, you would rather have a gray-headed heart; when you are poor and strong, you will not fall into the clouds.

Mengchang is noble and has no time to spare to serve his country; Ruan Ji is rampant, how can he cry at the end of the road!

Basheng Liu Yong, Ganzhou. The evening rain sprinkles the river sky to wash away the autumn. The frost is getting colder, the wind is getting colder, the Guanhe River is desolate, and the remaining light is shining on the building. The redness and greenness of this place have declined, and the beauty of the place has ceased. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastwards without words. I can't bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the distance of my hometown. I can't bear to think about it. Sighing at the traces of the past years, why is there so much suffering left behind? I want to see a beautiful woman makeup the building and look up, but I miss seeing the sky a few times and return to the boat. Trying to understand me, I am leaning against the wall, feeling depressed and worried.

Traveling on the Shasha, Chenzhou Passengers, Qinguan. The towers are lost in the fog, the moon is lost in the river crossing, and the Taoyuan is nowhere to be seen. It is worth mentioning that the solitary pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos. The plum blossoms are sent to the post, and the rulers are passed down from fish to fish. There are countless hates built into it. The Chenjiang River fortunately circles Chenshan Mountain, but for whom does it flow down to Xiaoxiang?

Pipa Tour by Bai Juyi

The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn. The master dismounted and was in the boat. He wanted to drink wine but there was no orchestra. It's too late to be drunk and happy to say goodbye. When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon. Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return home. Xun Sheng asked secretly who was playing the pipa, but the sound of the pipa stopped and it was too late to speak. Move the boat closer to invite each other, add wine, turn back the lights, and resume the feast. After calling for thousands of times, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. There are three or two sounds of the strings being plucked by the rotating shaft, and there is emotion before the tune is formed. The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, seeming to complain of a life of failure. The formalities of the letter were continued with a low eyebrow, telling all the infinite things in one's heart. Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and wiped, and then picked again, it was a neon dress at first and six Yao later.

The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers. The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate. Guan Ying is talking about the slippery flower bottom, and it is difficult to swallow the flowing spring under the ice. The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass and the sound will gradually stop.

Don't worry and hate yourself. Silence is better than sound at this time. The silver vase was broken, water slurry burst out, and the cavalry stood out with swords and guns. At the end of the song, the plucked strings are carefully stroked, and the four strings sound like cracking silk. The east boat and the west boat were quiet and silent, except for the white autumn moon in the middle of the river.

I sighed when I heard the pipa playing, and I groaned again when I heard the words. We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before. I resigned from the imperial capital last year and was relegated to Xunyang City where I was sick. There is no music in Xunyang, a remote place, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round. I live near the Huanjiang River, where the land is low and humid, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around my house. In the meantime, I heard something at dawn and dusk, cuckoos singing and blood apes wailing. On a spring river with flowers facing the autumn moonlight, I often drink wine alone while drinking. How could there be no folk songs and village flutes? It would be hard to listen to the hoarse and hoarse songs. Tonight, hearing your pipa music makes my ears suddenly bright as if listening to fairy music. Mo Cigeng sat down to play a piece of music and translated it into a pipa line for you. I feel that I have been saying this for a long time, but sitting down makes the strings turn sharply.

The sad sound is not like the forward sound, and everyone in the house is crying after hearing it again. Who cried the most in the audience? Jiangzhou Sima’s green shirt was wet