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Li Hongzhang's Poems
The feeling of going home in the east of the road

Deer go to the rafters, at the top of the wind

Lonely moths tread in smoke, and thousands of rivers hide holes.

After the chaos, all the people talked in vain, and the water in front of the door separated the dust.

I am hesitant about ibis' heart, thinking about the salary difference and the fire will not go away.

Boat nights and bitter rain

Why are you drunk in January and crazy in four mountains?

The tide increased the rain, and spring came late on the cold river.

Dreams are thin, lights are dim, and flutes are sad.

Time flies, and I'm not worried about sending it by boat alone.

Reflections on the road of examination

one

Trapped in the world of mortals for many years, I regret it for twenty years.

The clues left the group to rest, and Yan Ci's old base was renewed.

Make friends with domestic celebrities and visit Beijing.

That is, if you can seek benefits, Hu is a depressed old man!

Secondly,

The Yellow River in Taidai is in full swing. Looking down, there is a little smoke in it.

The bigger the place, the better. It's not a good mountain to travel far away.

When Lu Ji entered Romania, his reputation was greatly improved, and Su Shi was determined to travel far.

Thank you very much for your poverty, but I will enjoy my legacy for the rest of my life.

third

Looking back, I turned to dust. I am East, West, North and South.

Three dreams in the daytime, and ten years in the green hills.

When the poor have a life, there is no need to predict, and when there is money, it is to help the poor.

The battle for fame and fortune has passed for a long time, and it is still an old Confucian towel.

Fourth.

I am as cramped as a louse, thinking of going to Longmen by spring wave.

Many colleagues feel sorry for Cody, who has paid for water over the years.

The word "fame plus blood" has long been known.

Touch the phoenix at night, remember the autumn wind and wipe your tears.

Fifth.

Mulberry is by the Baiyun River, but the parents' hostel in Hebei is a Ma Pingchuan.

Looking back, I studied hard in class, but I haven't become famous yet.

In six years, Guanhai held a clean and honest festival, and a thousand-mile letter promoted a long journey.

Until the spring flowers open in the morning, the blackbirds on the earth comforted it.

Sixth.

A pillow in Handan didn't wake up until late, although Peng Ying was far from expecting it.

When will you enter Fengchi after you reach the top of Aoding Mountain?

Poetry and wine are not learned by celebrities. Officials must be called teenagers.

Bridget Jinma is always looking for something in common and always wants to get lucky.

Seventh.

With a full bag and a small bag on my shoulder, I am ecstatic about poetry and books.

Sail shadow wave marks Huai Pu Yue, horseshoe-colored thistle door cream.

An old friend * * * gave Wang Xiangjian, and Jing lesbians held a Lu Jia suit.

Living in Chang 'an is not easy to lose face. It's tiring to teach your forefinger.

Eighth.

Acura slowly left the feast and was saying goodbye to relatives and friends.

I'm here to teach you how to grind iron and ink stones, and then I hope to insert golden lotus.

It is only a few days today that I arrived at the pavilion, which is the year when my article served the country.

It hasn't changed in the mirror, and it shouldn't have a long history.

Qijiu

As soon as I entered Doumen, I got home and recruited people to go north and west.

Huaiting went to the Ming Sutra, and Guiyuan was still empty and full of flowers.

Enemies in the world accept daggers, and human feelings are warm and cold.

If there is no tomorrow, I will never go back to my hometown.

tenth

The husband only holds Wu Gou, whose spirit is higher than 100 feet.

Who wrote 10,000 years of history? Looking for Hou Feng 8,000 miles away.

I will definitely follow my footsteps, and there are leisure gulls!

How many people have been to Yingzhou since the smiling moon near Lugou Bridge?

Dying poem

Autumn wind sword tears lonely minister, the setting sun flag general altar.

The dusty atmosphere overseas is still lingering, so it is not appropriate to wait and see.