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Famous poems about traditional Chinese medicine
seeking medical treatment

contemporary enlightenment

it's a good thing to be shocked and old, and this treatment is more relevant. Hit the nail on the head with a bottle of Chinese medicine, and the seven words are sung on the pillow. You can laugh all your life, as if nothing were a hollow reputation. Stride home tomorrow, regardless of the distance left in the future.

Xijiangyue (re-made)

Hongshi in Song Dynasty

It is difficult to reduce the wine glasses at the banquet, and the taste of traditional Chinese medicine is frequently increased. The old man's face is like a rosy cloud. Failure in the mirror makes people afraid. The eaves slip into icicles, but the former village turns into plum blossoms. Qiong Yao broke into a driving car. Frozen finches are full of branches that can be painted.

a gift to Liao Rong

Wang Zhengji in the Tang Dynasty

When he was ill, he woke up in the autumn pavilion and greeted the cold at night. The Chinese medicine in the stove is cooked and divided into monks' meals, and the piano on the pillow is idle to borrow the guest bombs.

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Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty

lived alone in Songyang, which was against the water and spring. Difficulties follow the old mother, and misery follows the times. Xie's looking for a mountain house, Tao Gong's drinking towel. The group is fierce in the universe, and this thing is in the dust. After the resignation of Jiang Bei, Kansai has a neighboring country. Early communication is close, and late connection is new. A quiet person has a wonderful heart, and a gentleman is superb in art. Cursive writing is too bitter, and poetry is not without god.

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Xu Xuan in the Tang Dynasty

All his life, he was worried about the porch, and once he entered the fairy land, he felt like an old mountain. The white crane is empty and clear, and the Dansha stream is gurgling at dusk. I have tasted traditional Chinese medicine for many diseases, and I intend to ask the true classics for help. The caves are full of smoke and clouds, and the terrace of He Feng is Xiao Xian.

the wine urn is a dream

Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

Without two or three jars of sake, he would strive for thousands of stems of white beard. It's really effective to get rid of worries, and time makes the old bitter and heartless. There is no merit in Lingyange, and Chinese medicine in Fuhuolu has not been completed. I'd like to go to * * * and come to be Mr. Drunk.

Man Jianghong

Lv Shengji in the Song Dynasty

Song Yun was under the wall, and planted flowers and flowers with his hands. A year ago, it was like yesterday. New lotus spring and summer scenery, sparse plum and fine chrysanthemum in autumn and winter. Wei chuan Weng, with a small career, some official titles. Divide things and fight for strength. Everyone dreams, who feels first. What a smooth road, it is fascinating. The temples are gray, and the thin vines are hanging in the gourd ladle.

Hugong Mountain (according to ancient legend, the ancient immortal surnamed Chen Hugong became famous on this mountain)

In the Tang Dynasty, Huang Tao

has eight peaks and peaks, and his solitary height can be accidental. Several people swam to the top, and the sea saw the east. I don't believe that there is no spiritual cave, and it is said that there are ancient immortals. Orange is like a pearl in summer, and the pond hangs like a moon. It's like tasting music, and it's half a day. The mountains are cold and cold, and the pines have been suppressed for thousands of years. When the firewood is grazing, the warehouse is stacked in Sichuan. The wind and rain pipes in Yan Temple are wrapped in strange wood.

farewell

in the Tang dynasty, Liu Jia

entered the city by himself, and there was no new grave in Beimang. I believe in a pot of Chinese medicine, but I don't leave the poplar roots. How to suddenly report back, Yan Hua is still laughing. Yu Sheng has no sound, and he looks at the mountains and clouds.

send a message to Wei Zichun (a poem is presented to 14 secretaries in the mountains)

Wang Jiyou 1

In the Tang Dynasty, it was autumn in the mountains, and the mountains and trees were in spring again. Eat Chinese medicine from my mountain, but don't remember the people in the mountain. Who is more dense in the mountains, white hair day blind date. Sparrows and mice stay up all night, knowing that my kitchen is poor. Rely on the pine in the north and never tire of my neighbors in the south. Love gives up donations, and earth and stone are the same. The quality of the master is a thousand times, and the days are full of new branches and leaves. I don't want to live a long life, and I don't want to be wise.

autumn is the event in Xiting, the host's "xianggong"

Yao He in Tang Dynasty

Xiting looks good in autumn, so it is better to hang the curtain. Master's wall is still steep, and Hou Zhai is too modest. Under the breeze and red leaves, the new rain is green and sticky. Outside the window, the pine is beginning to grow, and the Chinese medicine in the column is added. The chart is filled with jade axes, and the bibliography is filled with toothpicks. The bamboo color is sunny and even the ground, and the mountain light is far into the eaves. A strong glass of wine is a little heavier, and a bitter poem is more sharp. Although the genus and talents are shallow, the topic is high and the guest is not suspected.