"Farewell to the Fujian Monks" by Zhang Ji
I have lived in the capital for several summers, but now I have returned home alone.
Practice the four-part law and protect the seven robes.
The yellow oranges are ripe in Xisi Temple, and the purple taro is fat in Shatian.
On the way to Jiulongtan, there are only a few people traveling with you.
"Gift to Xu Anyi" by Li Bai
Bai Tian met Mr. Chu and sang to Xu Anyi.
There is no choice in the location when making brocade, and it is here that you have good skills.
The breeze moves hundreds of miles, and Huihua hears about the capital.
The floating people return like clouds, farming all over the countryside.
Sichuan light clears the wheat field, and the sun shines brightly on the mulberry branches.
The lawsuit is over, but the whistle is loud, and the guests may come to explain.
Green oranges are blowing on the roof, and white water is flowing in the garden.
The wanderer was stranded in Anyi, but he could not bear to say goodbye.
Yijun trees peach and plum trees, and he is in deep care at the end of his life.
"Two Poems on the Wall of the House of Scholars" Guanxiu
There was an old man who was proud of the sun, and his skin turned white and red.
My wife also studies and grows orchids east of Qingxi River.
The white clouds have strange colors, and the purple osmanthus contains the sky wind.
You should welcome the crane book and be envious of Donghong.
Step high in front of the mountain and sing loudly to the north of the mountain.
I have been selling oranges for several years, and the mountain peaks are close to the clouds.
When new poems are not published, monks often beg for them.
Weiyun Li Taibai is also a peach thief.
The ghosts and gods are chanting madly, and the sky and the earth are dark with wine.
The green grass grows in stages, and the picked bunches form bundles.
"Nostalgic Mountain in Late Autumn" Guan Xiu
I used to live in the north of Kuanglu, and no one knew my name.
Invade clouds to harvest grains and millets, and attract ants to tangerines.
The cold rain and snow are falling, and the tiger walks alone in the dry forest.
Who can turn gray hair into this?
"Tao grows tangerines and asks mountain boys to buy them" Guan Xiu
Stepping high to the south of the mountain, singing loudly to the north of the mountain.
I have been buying tangerines for several years, and the resources are close and sufficient.
"A trip to Fangkou Liuxi with twenty-one members of the king" Mengjiao
Ten thousand ancient willow roots, take this Phosphorus River.
There are many twists and turns in the wild list, and there is no clue to the immortality.
Spring peach scatters red smoke, and cold bamboo contains late desolation.
When I hear something different at dawn, the fragrant trees can still stand together.
***Suspicious fell into the mirror, sitting with a red background.
Water and wine can easily wake you up, and romantic love is not a mystery.
The little Confucian’s sharp chapters and verses are supported by the great sages.
The hidden sinuses are charming, and the green cliffs are full of jade.
The master Ji Wei Weng, De Mao Zhi Shu Qi.
The hidden end is dug out, and the atmosphere is lifted.
It used to be a happy hug, and I caught several provincial streams.
The banquet is made of orchid grass, and the start of the feast is the frightened falcon.
Spiritually recommended bream petals, golden flower crumbs and orange bream.
The river is in harmony with the customs, and the wind in Luo is far away from the dust and mud.
You can only play wildly with words, but you dare to forget the hooves.
"Farewell to Dan Gong" Meng Jiao
The bones of Yan are ice and snow, the lighter the lotus wind.
The two swords with five words echo Gao Feihong.
Hanyuan Qiansheren, the poem rhymes with Lei Gong.
I don’t know enough about it, but I admire it and sigh endlessly.
Qinghen biological expression, Lang Yuqing's dream.
I often sit on the cold bamboo and talk to each other.
Songluo is prosperous, but Jijiang is hard to follow.
If I don’t come next year, I will be like a wormwood man.
Why do you have such a stubborn mind and learn nothing for you?
Sitting on the green grass means a seaside view.
You can see the water alone, but you don’t care about anyone.
The waves in the mirror wash your hands green, and the flowers bloom in your heart.
Although it is protected from external contact, I have no choice but to wear new clothes.
The translation of words should be done to comfort this chanting diligently.
Tongdou drinks river wine and claps his hands to sing Tongdou songs.
If you are patting a prodigal, drinking is worshiping a prodigal.
Standing on the bow of the boat, dancing alone on the short straw.
Smiling Yiyuyangcao, relying on many articles.
Leaning on the green bamboo pole, what can I do in the daytime?
Short raincaps are not afraid of rain, and egrets fly together.
Painting wild vines with short jigsaw, a hero returns home from a fight.
Smiling at Yishui athletes, wandering and fighting for glory.
It’s not as good as a bamboo branch bow, shooting ducks is right or wrong.
Shoot the duck and shoot the duck again, and the duck will frighten the wild rice.
Mandarin ducks are also scattered, and it is difficult to find colors.
I am a Qinglanger, and I swim every time I step on the waves.
Smiling at Yixiang Gonglang, he steps on the soil and is called romantic.
How to be a horned man and not have his head wrapped until death?
Teachers have good understanding of each other.
Yi Luo has been together for a few years, but once the world is good, it will be good.
There is an old village in the rivers and lakes, and the little girl cries and cries.
I am worried that without knowing each other, it will be difficult to maintain a harmonious relationship.
Fortunately, I was given a piece of Buddha's robe to induce him to watch the meal.
The blessing words in the meal urge you to return from the west.
Iluo has a weak taste and a lot of quack articles.
Sitting on the shore of rivers and lakes, my consciousness is clear.
The copper bucket is short and the coir raincoat is walking, but the new chapter has nothing to do.
This is an exciting sentence, not an idle song.
The system is attached to the post, so as not to be disturbed by the remaining wind.
The first temple in the capital is Zhaocheng Tower.
I wrote a book for my teacher on the wall and passed by while chanting.
I miss you so much, and shed tears.
In the Yizhong Temple in the south of the Yangtze River, there are mountains and plains.
Kaiyuan Wu language monk, the rhyme is high and leisurely.
The bank of the wonderful medicine stream is flat, and the Guibang goes back and forth.
Trees and rocks compete with each other, red and green in different colors.
I recall the flavor from afar, and the novelty expert climbs it alone.
To repay kindness and virtue, the temple competes with the mountain.
The sill is covered with orange and gold, and the green of bamboo and banana condenses the Zen.
The pronunciation of the sutras is fine, and the wind chime is clear and gentle.
Left from the heart and wrapped around the teacher's feet, old memories follow the road.
I don’t know how many thousands of feet there are, but they will last until death.
The hometown is in the mirror, and the heart of home is clearly visible.
The mirror is green step by step, and the mirror water is getting deeper day by day.
In the blue sky of a different temple, the ancient fragrance is clear and cinnamon-like.
Long's appointment was in the past, but the chapters and sentences suddenly fill the present.
Fortunately, the leaves fly in the west, and the writing sings in the east wind.
Falling on my sick pillow, comforting this floating and hateful intrusion.
Take the master's cassock to say goodbye, and the master will cut off his cassock and return.
Asking the teacher why he went there, he was speechless.
I am afraid that I will be starved by poetry, and I will rely on my bottom if I want to live.
Lu Yin and Liu Yanshi have already starved to death.
I can’t bear to see you and cry about your right and wrong.
It is better for poets to work hard to write poems than to fly out of the sky.
A lifetime of empty spirit is neither admonition nor ridicule.
The branches are peeled off and hung in the cold, abandoned like a drop of saliva.
Begging step by step, half a piece of clothing.
Relying on poetry as a livelihood has been a common practice since ancient times.
The old man does not complain when he is hungry in poetry, and the teacher sheds tears after hard work.
"Shangyang Palace" Wang Jian
The flowers and trees in Shangyang never fall, and the Luo River flows through the palace everywhere.
The maids in the red mansion in the painted pavilion are smiling, and the passers-by are sad with their jade flutes and gold pipes.
When entering the mantle city, orange blossoms bloom in the stream, and when the jade chariot climbs the mountain, it is thick with osmanthus leaves.
I once read the Biography of the Queen Mother of Immortals, but I haven’t conquered this midstream for nine days.
"Guo Beixun Xu Master's Book of Farewell" Jiaoran
I live close to the north of the city, but far away and few people know it.
Snow covers the deep alleys, and idle clouds surround the ancient fences.
Bamboo flowers bloom in winter, and orange fruits still hang down in the evening.
Return to the crane in the rock, now go to Luchi.
"Send Li Zhuo on a Tour to Jiangdong" by Wang Changling
Qingluo rises day and night, and the breeze leads the lonely boat.
Thousands of miles away from the intestines and bowels, and the river tower in my dream is far away.
The oranges and oranges in the Chu Kingdom are dark, and the Wumen is misty and rainy.
The southeast is full of modernity and ancient times, and I look back at the mountains and autumn clouds.
"Six Journeys" by Wang Changling
On a winter night, I was sad and separated from Wuxi, and herrings fell in the snow, and oranges and oranges fell.
Looking at the slanting moon from the road ahead of Wugang, the clouds in the boats are heading west.
"Five Hundred Words of Odyssey to Fengxian County from Beijing" by Du Fu
Du Ling was a man of commoners, but his carelessness turned clumsy.
How foolish it is to promise one's life, to steal a contract with Ji.
It turned out to be a whirlpool, with a white head and a sweet and broad head.
The coffin is closed, and this ambition is often coveted.
I worry about Li Yuan in my poor years and sigh at the heat in my intestines.
Make fun of classmate Weng, and the song is very intense.
Not without the will of the rivers and seas, sending the sun and the moon freely.
When I was born and met the kings of Yao and Shun, I could not bear to say goodbye forever.
Today’s corridors, temples, and buildings are all in short supply.
The sunflowers and sunflowers lean towards the sun, and the physical properties are solid and cannot be taken away.
Gu Wei is like an ant, but he seeks his own nest.
Hu is a huge whale, and he often tries to destroy Ming Bo.
In order to understand physiology, I am ashamed of myself.
From now on, I can’t bear to be reduced to dust.
In the end, I felt ashamed of my nest and my home, and could not change my ways.
Drinking and chatting are comfortable, and singing songs are very sad.
At the end of the year, the grass is gone, and the high mountains are cracked by the strong wind.
The Tianqu is overcast and majestic, and the guests are in the middle of the night.
Shuangyan's clothes are broken, and the fingers cannot be knotted.
I passed Lishan Mountain in the early morning, and the imperial couch was in Jixi.
Chiyou is standing in the cold sky, treading on slippery cliffs and valleys.
The Qi of Yaochi is sluggish, and the feathers and forests are in a state of chaos.
The king and his ministers stayed and entertained themselves, and the joy moved the Yin and Qiang people.
The people who give baths all have long tassels, and the banquets are not short and brown.
The silk fabrics divided by Tongting originated from Hannu.
Hit her husband’s family and collect tribute from the city.
The sage’s kindness truly wants the country to live.
If the minister is suddenly wise, how can you abandon this thing?
The court is full of people, and the benevolent should tremble.
Kang heard that the gold plate inside was all in the Weihuo room.
The gods dance in the middle hall, and the smoke scatters jade.
The warm guest is a ferret, and the sorrowful management drives away the clear harem.
Encourage guests with camel hoof soup, frosted orange pressed with fragrant tangerine.
The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.
The prosperity and decline are so close and different, and the melancholy is difficult to describe again.
Beiyuan leads to Jingwei, and Guandu changes course again.
A group of ice descends from the west, soaring as far as the eye can see.
I suspect it is coming from Kongtong, and I am afraid that it will touch the sky pillar and break it.
Fortunately, the river beam is not broken, and the branches are rustling.
Travelers rely on each other, Sichuan and Guangzhou cannot be crossed.
The old wife lives in a different county, separated by ten people from the wind and snow.
Who can ignore it for a long time and go to bed to be hungry and thirsty?
When I heard the howl at the entrance, my youngest son died of hunger.
I would rather give up and mourn, and I will sob in the alleys.
I am ashamed to be a father, and I will die young if I don’t have enough food.
How did you know that autumn has not yet arrived, and there is poverty and haste?
Cheng Chang is exempt from rent and tax, and his name is not subject to conquest.
The traces of caressing are still sour and pungent, and ordinary people are stubborn and crumbly.
I meditate on the unemployed, because I miss the soldiers far away.
If you are worried about the end of Qi Zhongnan, you can't break the cave.
"Two Poems of Feelings" by Du Fu
The yellow birds on the twittering branches are close, and the white gulls are light in the panzhu.
Wild flowers fall along a path, and spring water grows in an isolated village.
The decline of the year accelerates the brewing of millet, and the drizzle changes the orange color.
I gradually like to make friends, and live in seclusion without a name.
The shadow of the eaves falls slightly, and the veins of the fluid flow are slanted.
The wild boats are clearing the water, and the wild geese gather on the round sand.
The clouds cover the first quarter moon, and the fragrance spreads among the small trees and flowers.
The neighbor has fine wine, and a child can buy it on credit at night.
"Salt Merchant's Wife - A Bad Luck" by Bai Juyi
Salt Merchant's Wife, rich in gold and silk, does not care about farmers or silkworms.
The north, south, east and west are consistent with the home, and the feng shui is a country boat for the house.
She was originally a girl from a small family in Yangzhou, but she married a big businessman from Xijiang.
The green servant girl is rich but has many gold hairpins, but the bright and fat wrists are narrow with silver hairpins.
I shouted at my maid in front and scolded my maid in the back, asking you why you are like this.
My son-in-law has been a salt merchant for fifteen years. He does not belong to the state or county but belongs to the emperor.
Every year when Yanli enters the officialdom, less of it goes to the official family and more to private life.
The official family is less profitable than the private family, and the salt and iron ministers are far away from knowing.
Not to mention that the fish and rice in Jiangtou are cheap, and the rice with red clam, yellow orange and fragrant rice.
After eating well and wearing heavy makeup, I lean against the tower, and two red-cheeked flowers are about to bloom.
A salt merchant’s wife is lucky enough to marry a salt merchant.
Good food for the whole morning, good clothes for the whole year.
Wherever the good clothes and delicious food come from, you must also be ashamed of Sang Hongyang.
Sang Hongyang has been dead for a long time, not only in the Han Dynasty but also in the present day.
"My brother returned from Shannan and presented poems and narratives" Han Hong
The generation is already rushing to be the first, but my brother has not yet received the whip.
The days are empty and the tweezers are long, just like the age of bending the waist.
Don’t say that the distance is different, it is still the water and the land.
Xiangcheng followed the passengers, and Hanzhu led them back to the ship.
Yunmu Badong Gorge, Linquan and Beichuan.
The place where you are riding horses at the end of the pool is like a house lying next to a dragon.
At night, there are thousands of peaks and the moon, and thousands of wells are filled with smoke outside the window.
The Zhu Hejiang Women’s Academy, the green rice fields of Chu people.
There are many elegant buildings in the county, and the city towers are in a drunken sleep.
The yellow tangerine is ripe, and the red tangerine is still fresh.
I am tired of sitting and pulling silk threads, because I am tired of unwinding the ribbon.
When I first resigned, I offered only five buckets of rice and only one bag of money.
The room is full of whiteness, and the book is too dark.
There are sections of hissing in the middle, and gurgling under the steps.
The willow trees are shining brightly in the sky, and the spring breeze is blowing at night.
Jiangsha Confucian Guest Account, Danjue Yuren Chapter.
Elegant discussion of Cheng'an stone, new poetry and Huilian.
Xingqing Lake has bottomed out, and the fog has opened up.
Wei Que still cares about him, but Zhou Caidao said he should not donate.
If there is no self-confidence in one place, the three houses will recruit talents.
"Send Cao Langzhongye of the Ancestral Temple Department to Guard Yangzhou" Zheng Gu
He went out to defend Ruxin, and he also wore military uniforms on the road.
Old-style poems are often satirical, and they share worries and common concerns.
The rice is ripe in Kaihuaijiang, and the letters are fragrant with oranges.
On a clear night in the county pavilion, the cold stars know Wang Lang.
"Double Oranges in Zhaogongyuan" by Li Qi
The oranges grow on the ground on the steps, and the thin leaves can be seen across the curtains.
The length of the stem does not reach the shoulder, and the spring water flows around the root for three or four days.
Why should Chu people be green? With rain and mist, new flowers bloom.
May the incense burner sprinkle nectar and reflect the slanting east branches at sunset.
Nanting Huangzhu'er is defeated. I would like to ask when it will be possible to hang tin.
"Farewell to Dou Sizhi at Yueyang Tower" Han Yu
Among the nine states in Dongting, who will give way to the great one?
The cliff water flows to the south, but how unrestrained is the north.
The river is seven hundred miles long, and can accommodate all kinds of special shapes.
Since ancient times, it has been unclear and confusing.
The scorching wind and the sun are stirring, and there are so many ghosts and monsters.
A great uproar arose, and the universe was narrow and obstructed.
The tall and towering Songhua is tall and strong.
One voice is so powerful that it can blast thousands of cars.
If you doubt Emperor Xuanyuan, Zhang Le will be empty.
The dragons and dragons are showing off bamboo shoots, and the silkworms are practicing to blow the account.
The ghosts and gods are not human, and the rhythm is quite slow.
The Yang Shi sees beauty, while the Yin is closed and feels desolate.
Going towards Yichunkou, there is no embankment in the extreme north.
Cong Rui can stay close to Balingzhou at night.
The stars are swimming in the river, and you are mesmerized by the pitch and the bottom.
Yu Lan was furious and making a lot of noise.
Climb the Yueyang Tower in the morning, and the sun will shine brightly.
Fei Lian Jiu's power, Qing Yan's breath is slim.
The water is clear and green, and the objects are in perfect harmony.
The finless porpoise makes a show, causing shock waves.
It was the beginning of winter, and the orifices were shrinking and rising in the cold.
The front refers to the shore, which is difficult to see when sitting sideways.
The soul is awakened by washing the clothes, and the deep embrace is relaxed.
The host is a child, and he shakes hands with disappointment.
Take pity on me and run away to find me, safe and sound.
Have a feast and hand in the boat, and pour home wine in a romantic manner.
The cup travels without stopping, and the high pillar delivers a cappella.
Put oranges and chestnuts into the middle plate and pour in the plum sauce.
Happiness, poverty, and sorrow arise in the heart, and elegance cannot be forgotten.
I started studying in the past and aspired to be the overlord.
Slaying a dragon and breaking a thousand pieces of gold is a feat of art.
If you love someone, you will not choose what to do, and if you get into trouble, you will be slandered.
The reason for his appointment as an official the year before last was the most unreasonable misfortune.
Gongqing took advantage of the false reputation and promoted him to know the heavenly battle.
The treacherous guesser is afraid of being ejected, and he will rebuke and deceive.
Xin En moved to the palace and forced the generals to go to the toilet.
It's hard to complain, but it's better to be afraid of failure.
In memory of the journey to the south, I was buried with Gan in the belly of the fish.
Yan Cheng forced the sail and chopped the arrow into the high waves.
If you fall into ruin for a moment, who will forgive you if you are loyal?
It’s so gratifying to be alive, self-restraint and self-restraint.
From today onwards, I will know gain and loss.
Things are better than before, and things are new.
I vow to cultivate ten acres of land without taking ten thousand times.
The fine gentleman knows how to weave silkworms, and a child can already pay for it.
The king of life and death will pay you a visit.
"Eighteen Association Rules of Chu Nan Shi Yi Yuan" Han Yu
The horseshoe crab is like Hui Wen, and its bones and eyes are opposite to each other.
Oysters stick to each other to form a mountain, and hundreds of them grow independently.
The tail of the catfish is like a snake, and its mouth and eyes are not in contact with each other.
Clam is a shrimp, which has the same name as Shilang.
Zhang lifts the vest pillar and fights with monsters.
Everyone is amazed by the dozens of other species.
I am here to ward off evil spirits, so I can taste southern cooking.
Add salty and sour ingredients, and add pepper and orange as the root.
The fishy smell starts to get worse, and the face is sweaty when swallowed.
But what the snake has known before is actually fearful of its mouth and eyes.
Open the cage and let it go, it is still unfair to be depressed.
It is not my crime to sell you, but it is not my love not to slaughter you.
If you don’t pray for the spiritual beads to repay you, luckily you won’t have any resentment.
Let’s chat and sing to remember it, and also to inform our colleagues.
"Longing in Tujiang" by Chen Tao
In the misty rain, a leaf of the Nanjiang River is faint, and the fisherman in Songtan relies on each other at night.
The wild geese rise up from the broken sand and come out with golden spirits, and the ape in the lonely ridge returns home worried about the wooden guest.
Chu’s tangerines and oranges work hard to dream, and the Danlingxia and cranes sound emblems.
For no reason, I am like an old man in Cangming. He only remembers that he has been tired of flying away from the nest.