The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. Wu Xinyi: hibiscus flowers with red calyx in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall. Qiu Sheng: After the rain, an empty mountain stands on an autumn night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. "Bird Watching Creek" is full of people's idle osmanthus flowers, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. A farmhouse by the Wei River: In the setting sun of the countryside, cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life, and the disappointed songs are fading.
Meng Haoran, prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn waters are gurgling. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.
Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house. Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? .
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside.
The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.
Jia Yi was demoted for three years in Wanli, Ban Chao. Why are you holding a white calf?
Wang Wei's pastoral poem Chai Lu: There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but the sound can be heard. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
Wu Xinyi: hibiscus flowers with red calyx in the mountains. There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall.
Qiu Sheng: After the rain, an empty mountain stands on an autumn night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
"Bird Watching Creek" is full of people's idle osmanthus flowers, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
A farmhouse by the Wei River: In the setting sun of the countryside, cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life, and the disappointed songs are fading. Meng Haoran, prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn waters are gurgling.
At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze. Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.
Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? . Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside. The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.
The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao. Jia Yi was demoted for three years in Wanli, Ban Chao.
How to lead a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water. No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. The desert is covered with dark clouds and the drizzle is falling.
For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland. When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook.
Turbulent flow all over the nursery, rotten leaves write autumn branches. New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning.
Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli. The branches of the topmost hibiscus flowers are full of scarlet calyx in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall. The screen is on the water, and there are no mountains in the east.
The sun is hidden outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear. The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people.
What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off. The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot.
I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk. An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.
In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace. Good autumn, KuangJun idle pool.
I know the mountain in front of the door under the leisurely Xilin. Across thousands of miles of the sky, several peaks emerged from the clouds.
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood. Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.
Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong? The dangerous road turns into tens of thousands, and it will stop in three miles.
See disciple Lin Shanyin in the circle. Dripping rain, flowing stones.
The silence in the deep stream, the roar on the mountain. There are few tourists when blackbirds throw themselves into the forest.
The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone. Spring pigeons are singing in the room, and apricot trees are narrating.
Hold the axe to cut down the poplar, and the lotus hoe the spring pulse. Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.
If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far. In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
The new sunny Yuan Ye is vast. Extremely clean.
The national gate is near the ferry. The village tree is connected with the stream mouth.
After Bifeng came out of the mountain, Baishui surrounded Tian Ming.
There are no idle people on the farm. Pour out family affection.
Newly-built fields are mud and flat, and every family cooks, and first frost is clear. Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.
I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .
There are few chariots and horses in the secluded places when the countryside makes friends with the secular world. This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.
When complicated market music, pull weeds. When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.
My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day. Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. When the soul moves, I walk alone, in the beauty that belongs to me only.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
2. China's classical literature describing the scenery is even worse, and the grass is still alive.
Tang Meng Haoran's Search for Nine Fragrances in Happy Wang in Spring'
In February, the lake is clear and everyone sings in spring.
Don Yu Haoran's "Nine Faces of the King of Love"
Before Wen Daochun met, he went to Han Mei for information.
Send Wang Hanyang in Early Spring by Tang Li Bai.
The cold notice is tired, and the spring breeze returns to the willow tree.
Tang Li Bai's Eight Poems of the Palace
The east wind came back with spring and brought flowers from my branches.
Tang Li Bai's "Yi Shan Sunset Red"
The east wind will sprinkle rain and dew, which will make people full of spring in the world.
Tang Li Bai's Send Qi 'ang to Bazhong
In Xianyang in February and March, Golden Branch Palace Willow
Tang Li Bai's antiques
If the spring grass is affectionate, the mountains are still green.
Tang Li Bai Jinmen answered Su Xiucai.
Petals come with the wind, and the water is fragrant.
Quiddie by Don Liu Shenxu.
Flying snow with spring, it's not bad to be idle.
Don Liu Shenxu's snow is a mountain.
In summer, the big trees return early.
Tang Quanqi's Summer Night in the Province
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
Xuan: Window.
Tang Du Fu's Summer Night Sigh
The shade is quiet, and the solitary flowers show spring.
Lonely flower: a flower. Chun Ying: The remnants of spring have arrived in early summer.
Tang Wei Wu Ying's You Kaiyuan Jing She
The remnants gather in the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn haze.
Lan: Fog.
Tang's water pavilion was sent to the county government.
Summer begins with half of Yin Qi. It's like clouds and autumn.
Summer half: more than half in summer, after May, and half in lunar calendar. Seats: The way the wind blows.
Yu "Send Teacher Liu's Clothes"
Summer cicadas rush out and new autumn geese come.
Tang Bai Juyi's Night Banquet.
3. Classical Chinese writing describing landscapes Shi Zhongshan's travel notes Su Shi
To beat, take Mae by boat to the cliff. Thousands of feet stood on the edge of the big stone, eager to hit people like wild animals and strange ghosts, and the stork perched on the mountain, and his voice started. Others said, "This stork is also a crane. If the old man is dying, he will smile in the valley." Yu Fang wanted to return, but he made a loud sound on the water, like a bell and drum, and everyone on board was afraid. If you can examine it, the mountain is full of caves, and I don't know its shallow depth. The microwave enters and the culvert surges. The ship returned to the two mountains and entered the port. There are big stones flowing in it, which can seat 100 people. The air is full of tricks, feng shui and muffled cymbals, corresponding to the people facing it. Because he smiled, he said, "What do you know? If stunned, Zhou didn't shoot; Wei Xianzi's songs are also bells. Ancient people can't be bullied. "
Original "Red Cliff Fu"
In autumn, on July 16th and 16th, Su Shi and his friends went boating in Chibi. The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface. Raise a glass to propose a toast to one's companions, recite articles related to the moon, and sing praises to chapters. Not long after, the moon rose from Dongshan and hovered between the Big Dipper and the cow. Milky white fog across the river, clear water. Let the boat float on the boundless river and cross the boundless river. Vast as the wind in Feng Xu, I don't know where it ends; Floating like an independent world, feathering into a fairy.
At this time, he was very happy to drink, slapping the ship's rail with his hand and singing. The song says: "Gui Gui is like a blue paddle, striking the sky and tracing the streamer. I am in my arms, looking at the beauty and the sky. " There are people who make up by blowing a hole in the song, and their voices are sad: they cry when complaining, and they make trouble when complaining; The sound is endless; It can make the dragon dance in the deep valley and make the widow in the lonely boat cry.
Su Shi's face was sad and sad, so he sat up in a corner and asked the guest, "How do you know?" ? "The guest said," There are few stars in the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east. The mountains and rivers are winding and gloomy; Isn't this Meng Zhizhi trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou and went down to Jiangling, downstream to the east. It is thousands of miles long, covered with flags, drunk on the river, writing poems sideways. The hero of the solid world, now? My son and I, firewood over Zhu Jiang, make friends with fish, shrimp and elk, and belong to each other with a boat and a bottle. It's a drop in the ocean to send a mayfly into the earth. Lament the moment of my life and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River; Fei Xian went on a trip, holding the bright moon and dying; Knowing that it is impossible to get it suddenly, I hate it. "
Perilla said, "Do you know my husband's water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; If you are full of emptiness, the dead will not ebb and flow. Gai must look at it from its own changes, and heaven and earth cannot be temporary; If you look at it from its unchanging point of view, then everything is endless to me. What do you envy? Between heaven and earth, everything has its own master. If it's not mine, it's a dime. However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are audible to the ears and visible to the eyes. Inexhaustible, inexhaustible. It is the creator's endless hiding place, and my son and I are in the right place. "
Because I found it in two places, I stopped writing a web page.
Guests smile, wash the lights more carefully, the dishes are exhausted, and the cups and plates are messy. Sleeping on the boat, hugging each other, I know the horizon has turned white.
Houchibi mansion
It is the hope of October and will return to Lingao after starting from Tang Xue. The two guests never gave Sakamoto the yellow mud. Since the frost has fallen, the leaves have fallen, and the figure is on the ground. Look up at the bright moon, take care of it, and sing and answer. He sighed: "there are guests without wine, wine without food, and the moon is white and clear." What a wonderful night! " The guest said, "At dusk today, I got a fish with a huge scale, like a Songjiang perch. How about Gu 'an's wine? " Go home and find a woman. The woman said, "I had a beer fight and hid it for a long time, just for fear that my son would need it." So I swam to the red cliff with wine and fish. The river is noisy, and the shore breaks thousands of feet; The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out. Once the sun and the moon were geometric, but the mountains and rivers were unrecognizable. Jade wears clothes, walks stones, wears velvet, lives in tigers and leopards, climbs dragons, climbs storks' dangerous nests and overlooks the secluded palace in Feng Yi. You can't cover two guests at will. However, the whistling, the vibration of vegetation, the sound of mountains and valleys, and the wind and water are surging. Giving is also quiet and sad, awe and fear, and it is impossible to stay. Instead, get on the boat, let it flow and stop it. It will be half past midnight, and I will be lonely. There is a solitary crane, and the river comes from the east. Wings, like wheels, suddenly rang and swept to the boat and left to the west.
The guest left, gave it and fell asleep. I dreamed that a Taoist priest was wandering under Lingao and said, "The joy of Chibi?" Ask his name, but don't answer. "alas! Hey! I know all about it. Aren't those people who flew past me evil in the past night? " The Taoist priest smiled and was surprised. Open an account and have a look. I can't see it.
4. Appreciation of Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden.
● Original text
In Shanxi, Taiyuan and the Central Plains, I made a living by fishing, wandered along the stream, forgot the distance of the road, and suddenly met the peach blossom forest. Walking along the shore for hundreds of steps, there are no miscellaneous trees in the middle, the grass is delicious, and English is very colorful. Fishermen are very different. If you go any further, you will want to be poor. When the forest is short of water, there are mountains. The mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light. Leave the ship and enter through the mouth.
Only when you are narrow-minded at first can you understand people; Take a few steps and you will be suddenly enlightened. The land is flat and spacious, so is the house. There are fertile fields, beautiful pools, mulberry and bamboo, buildings and traffic, and chickens and dogs hear about each other. Among them, farming, men and women dressed, known as outsiders; The yellow hair hangs low and enjoys itself. Seeing the fisherman, he was startled, asked what he had never said, and answered. You have to go home and set up wine to kill chickens for dinner. When the village heard about this man, Xian came to inquire. Since Master Yun avoided the chaos of Qin Dynasty, he led his wife to this desperate situation and never came back. So I separated from outsiders. You ask what this world is, and I don't know if there are any Han Chinese, regardless of Wei and Jin Dynasties. This man speaks every word with a sigh. The others went home, eating and drinking. Stop for a few days and resign. There is a saying in China: "The humanity of outsiders is not satisfactory."
Help the road when you get off the boat, and you are determined everywhere. And the county, Yi Taishou, said so. The satrap sent someone to follow him, looking for what he wanted, and then he lost his way. Liu Ziji, a noble family, heard about it and gladly did it. If you fail, you will find the disease. Nobody took care of it after that.
● Background introduction
Tao Yuanming (365~427) was a poet, lyricist and essayist in Jin and Song Dynasties. A latent and vivid figure, a private and quiet festival. Xunyang Chaisang (now southwest of Jiujiang, Jiangxi) was born. Tao poetry followed the simple style of Wei and Jin poetry and entered a more refined situation, like a milestone, marking the height that simple songs and poems can reach. Tao Yuanming is also a pioneer of innovation. He successfully promoted "nature" to the realm of beauty; Transforming Hyunri in the interpretation of metaphysical poems into philosophy in daily life; It combines poetry with daily life and creates a new theme of pastoral poetry.
The story of Taohuayuan is similar to other fairyland stories, describing a beautiful fairyland. However, it should be emphasized that the ideal model provided by Tao Yuanming has its particularity: in fact, ordinary people, a group of asylum seekers, rather than immortals, live there, but they retain some natural innocence more than the world; Their peace, tranquility and happiness are all obtained through their own labor. Many ancient fairy tales are about immortality and treasure. There is neither immortality nor treasure in the Peach Blossom Garden, only a scene of farming. At the beginning of his retirement, Tao Yuanming only thought about his personal advance and retreat. When he wrote Peach Blossom Spring, he was not limited to individuals, but thought about the way out of the whole society and the happiness of the broad masses of people. This step of Tao Yuanming is related to years of hardships and poor life experiences. Although the Peach Blossom Garden is just a fantasy, it is very valuable to put forward this fantasy.
5. Seek the classical Chinese writing describing the scenery (five articles) and thank China for the beauty of Tao Hongjing's landscape.
The mountain peaks soar into the sky and the streams are crystal clear. The stone walls on both sides are colorful and set each other off.
Green trees and bamboos are ready at four o'clock. The morning mist will rest, and the apes and birds will sing; I want to be depressed at night.
It is really the fairy capital of desire. No one has been as amazing as Le Kang.
Note: ① This article is selected from Quangu Three Dynasties, Records of the Three Kingdoms in the Six Dynasties of Qin and Han Dynasties and Quanliangwen. Xie Zhongshu, Zheng Xie, was born in Chenjun, Yang Xia (now Taikang, Henan). He used to be a scholar in Zhongshu (in charge of confidential documents of the imperial court).
② Intersection of five colors: Here, the stone wall is described as colorful. Five colors, in ancient times, cyan, yellow, black, white and red were positive colors.
Go hand in hand and complement each other. ③ Four seasons: Four seasons.
4 rest: dissipate. The sun is setting: the sun is about to set.
Fall down. ⑥ Diving: Fish diving into the water compete to jump out of the water.
Fish swimming in water with heavy scales. ⑦ Fairy tale capital of desire: paradise on earth.
Desire world, Buddhism divides the world into desire world, * * *, without * * *. Desire is the realm of all beings who have not got rid of secular desires, that is, the world.
Xiandu, a beautiful world where immortals live. ⑧ Recreation: Xie Lingyun, a tour guide, a famous landscape poet, succeeded his grandfather and was named Duke of Recreation.
He was a writer at the time of Qi and Liang Dynasties in the Southern Dynasties. Pet-name ruby and (y): participation, here refers to appreciation.
Climbing Mount Tai-Yao, whose water flows westward, is the day of Mount Tai; Its yin helps water flow eastward. All the sunny valleys are in Brunei, and all the shady valleys are in economy.
When divided into north and south, the ancient Great Wall is also. The highest peak, south of the Great Wall 15 miles.
In December of the thirty-ninth year of Qianlong, I braved a snowstorm from Beijing, crossed Qihe River and Changqing, crossed the northwest valley of Thailand and crossed the Great Wall to Tai 'an. When they got on the boat, the county magistrate Zhu and Zi Ying boarded the boat from the south foot.
Forty-five miles, the road is all paved with stones, more than 7 thousand. There are three valleys due south of Mount Tai, the middle valley is around Tai 'anmen, and it doesn't matter that Li Island is surrounded by water.
I started walking along the road, and the road was less than half gone. I crossed the ridge in the middle and followed the valley in the west, and then I reached the top of it. In ancient times, climbing a mountain and following the East Valley was Tianmen.
The East Valley was called Tianmenxi in ancient times, so I can't get there. Today, those who cross the mountains and climb the cliffs are limited to the Tao, and the world is called Tianmen Cloud.
The road is foggy, slippery and difficult to climb. On the other hand, Cangshan is covered with snow, and the southern candle is bright. In the evening, when you look at the Rizhao city wall, it is picturesque and bustling, while the fog in the Mid-Levels is natural.
Wu Shenhui, Wugu and Ziying are sitting in the pavilion waiting for the sunrise. Strong winds and heavy snow hit the surface, the east of the pavilion was shrouded in clouds, and dozens of people stood on the top of the mountain.
The sky is full of different colors and becomes colorful in an instant. In the morning, it is as red as Dan, and there is red light under it. Shake it, or, this East China Sea is also.
Looking back at the Japanese view, whether it's Xifeng, whether it's heaven or refutation, all of them are compassionate. There are Dai Temple and Yuan Jun Temple in the west of Tingxi.
The emperor's palace is in the east of Yuan Jun Temple in Bi Xia. It is the day when Taoist stone carvings have been lost since Tang Xianqing.
You can't go if you don't get in the way. The mountain is rocky, but there is almost no soil.
The stone is black, square and round. There are few miscellaneous trees, many pine trees and many original stones, all of which are flat-topped.
Ice and snow, no waterfalls, no sounds of birds and animals. There are no trees during the day, but the snow is knee-high.
Tongcheng Yao Nai. Preface to the new residence of Hongdu, Zhangjiu County.
The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected with Lu Heng. Three rivers and five lakes in Jin, controlling barbarians and attracting Ouyue.
Wuhua Tianbao, the dragon lamp shoots the bull fighting market; Outstanding people, Xu Ru got off Chen Fan's couch. Xiongzhou is foggy and colorful.
At the turn of summer, the host and guest are all in the southeast. The commander-in-chief Gong Yanyi is elegant, and the halberd is in the distance; Fan Yi of Yuwen Xinzhou is temporarily stationed.
Ten days' rest makes friends like clouds. Welcome to the wedding.
Teng Jiao, a poet of Meng; Purple electric paste is General Wang's armory. Home is slaughter, and Tao is name.
What does a boy know? Every bow will win. When Wei is in September, the sequence belongs to Sanqiu.
The water is cold and the pool is clear, and the smoke is purple. Yan Yan likes to walk on the road and watch the scenery to worship Afghanistan.
Near the Emperor Changzhou, it is the old fairy temple. Mountains and clouds are heavy; Feige is full of blood, and there is no land under it.
Heting ancient bamboo, the haunt of poor islands; Gui Dian Lan Gong is the posture of hills. Embroidery, carving.
Yamahara has a good eye and Kawasawa is bold. Yan Lu, the hometown of Zhong Mingding's delicious food; Ge boat maze, the fat of green finch and Huanglong.
Rainbow sells raindrops, and the color area is bright. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.
Fishing boats sing late, the coastal sound is poor, the array is cold, and the sound breaks Hengyang Pu. Far away, the song is just flowing, and a star flies.
Cool breeze blowing gently, singing white clouds. There are bamboos in Suiyuan, which makes Peng Ze angry. Shui Ye Zhu Hua, a pen shining in Linchuan.
Four beautiful things, two are difficult to combine. Poor in the sky, leisure is very entertaining.
The sky is vast and the universe is infinite; Joy begets sorrow and knowledge is empty. Looking at Chang 'an in the sun means that Wu Hui is in the clouds.
The terrain is deep in the South Pole, high in Tianzhu and far from Beichen. It is difficult to climb mountains and mountains, and whoever loses his way is sad; Meet by chance, full of foreign guests.
When I miss the emperor, what year was I in the mysterious room? Ha ha! Bad luck, bad luck. Feng Tang is easy to get old, but Li Guang is hard to seal.
Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a master; Is there no time to escape from Hongliang to Haiqu? It depends on a gentleman's poverty and his talent for understanding life. When you are old and strong, you would rather be moved; Poverty is strong, not falling into the sky.
You feel happy when you crave spring, but you are still happy when you are dry. Although Beihai is on credit, her husband can pick it up; The cold corner has gone, and the mulberry is not late.
Meng's taste is noble and pure, and he has no distractions to serve the country; Ruan Ji is rampant, how can you cry at the end of the road? Bob is a scholar. There is no way to ask for it, and the final army will be weak; With a pen and a bosom, Mu Zong is Changfeng.
Give up hair for a hundred years, and Wan Li will faint in the morning. It is not a treasure tree in Xie Jia, but a neighbor of Montessori.
He is becoming more and more palace, and he is accompanying carp; This morning, I held a banquet for Longmen. Yang Yi doesn't pick up, caresses Lingyun and cherishes himself; What's so shameful about meeting in the middle of the night? Ho ho! There are not many resorts, so it is difficult to have a grand feast again.
Lanting is gone, so is Zize Xu Qiu. Farewell words, thanks to Wei Wei; Climbing high to make contributions is to hope the public! Dare to be sincere, respectful and short-quoted.
All the words were given, and all four rhymes were done. Please sprinkle Pan Jiang, and each side will pour their own water into the sea.
Wang Teng Linjiang Pearl, Ming Luan continues to sing and dance. Draw a building facing Nanpu Yunfei, and the rain rolls in the western hills at dusk.
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years. Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself! You Baochan-Wang Anshi's Baochan is also called Huashan, and Tang Fu Tu Bao Hui began to leave an address and bury it; So it was named "Zanchan".
Today, the so-called Huikong Temple is known as the tomb of Lu. Five miles east of its courtyard, the so-called Huashan Cave, also known as the Yang of Huashan Mountain.
More than a hundred steps away from the cave, there are monuments and servant roads, and their texts are scattered and unique.