1 Wandering from it is like the Book of Songs in the middle of the water. The wind blows in Shui Han, and the strong men go and never return. The third song of The Book of Songs, Du Yi, is just scattered vegetation, and it is afraid of the beauty disappearing. Qu Yuan left Sao for 4 years, and took a long breath to hide his tears and mourn the people's livelihood. Qu Yuan has a long way to Lisao, but this is Xiu Yuan, so I went up and down. Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" 6 bamboo roll, fishtail roll. Zhuo Wenjun Baitou Pavilion 7 Hehan is shallow and quite different. Between water and water, there are no words. Nineteen ancient poems, Cowherd Star, 8 Young people don't work hard, but old people are sad. Han Yuefu's long song 9 dry mulberry knows the wind, and the sea knows the cold. Drinking horses in the Great Wall Cave of Han Yuefu. 10 is a wine song. What is life geometry? For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan. Du Kang is the only one who can solve the problem. There are few stars in the moon, and they go around the tree three times. What branches can you rely on? The mountain is not high and the sea is not deep. Cao Cao's short trip to Song Xing 1 1 Sun and Moon, if it is unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Cao Cao sees the sea 12 old horse, aiming at a thousand miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years. Although Cao lived for 13 years, the autumn wind was bleak, the weather was cold, and the vegetation shook and exposed frost. The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west. Cao Pi's short Song Xing 14 platform has many tall trees, facing Rizhao Beilin. One of Cao Zhi's miscellaneous poems, 15, raised his hand to pick up flying apes, and horses hoofed in the room. Forget the national disaster at the risk of life, and suddenly feel life and death. Cao Zhi's white horse 16 sword is not in the palm of his hand, so how can he make friends? Cao Zhi Noda Huangquehang1July shines on tall buildings, and the time is falling. Cao Zhi's Seven Wounded Poems 18 are covered with mountains and Wan Li. Zuo Si's ode to history 19 has no rhyme, and he loves autumn mountains. Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. Dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees crow. The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Tao Yuanming went back to his hometown to live under a hedge with 20 chrysanthemums, and saw Nanshan leisurely. Tao Yuanming drinks 2 1. Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds. Xie Lingyun ascended the pool and went upstairs. There is nothing in Jiangnan. He gave a plum as a gift. Lu Kai presented Ye Fan's poem "Twenty-three Jingwei" and his "Wood from the Sea" to him. Tao Yuanming has been reading Shan Hai Jing for 24 years, and the afterglow is brilliant, and Chengjiang is as quiet as practice. In the evening, Xie Tiao went to Sanshan Mountain to look at the capital, the cicada forest was quiet, and Tonamiyama was even more secluded. Ji Wang entered Zoigexi 26, left home feeling powerless and picked up Huayang's tears. In spring, I will go to Shuang Yanzi, Qiu Lai, hoping to bring Huayang into the Bird's Nest. Yang Baihua in Hu Taihou is 27 days old, and it is wild to see cattle and sheep. Chile Song 28, a folk song of the North and South, hangs a spider's web, leaving nothing to be desired. It's not the autumn wind that makes me afraid to speak loudly. Yu Shinan chanted 30 that his flight went through the fog heavily, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . Wang Luobin is a political prisoner. He is listening to cicadas. Wang Bo sent Du Shaofu back to Zhou Shu and made him the boss of this 32-year-old family. His local accent has not changed. I don't know who planted these thin leaves when Zhang Zhi came home. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. He Zhang's Liu Yong 34 Chunjiang Tide is even in the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. Starry night idle pool dream falls, poor spring does not return. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" 35 is in front of me. Where are those lost times? Behind me, where are the future generations? . It's a long road in Xiu Yuan, and I'm alone, with tears streaming down my face. The Chen Ziang Moon on the Youzhou Tower is now round at sea, illuminating the whole sky. Zhang Jiuling is full of homesickness, but you only need to climb a flight of stairs to broaden your horizons by 300 miles. Wang Zhihuan climbed the Yellow Crane Tower, the March 8th wall embankment, why complain about the willows, but the spring breeze is only Yumenguan. Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci 39 and fog from the clouds, Menggu, have besieged Yueyang City. Meng Haoran was in Dongting 40 years ago, when the bright moon was in the sky, the Han Dynasty closed its doors and the Long March people did not return. Wang Changling 4 1 relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other, and there was a piece of ice in the jade pot. Wang Changling bid farewell to Xin Qiji at Furong Inn. 42 luminous glasses of wine. If you want to drink pipa, please hurry up immediately. William Wang Liangzhou Ci 43 advises you to drink more wine. The sun rises in the west for no reason. Wang Wei sent Yuan Er's envoy Anxi 44 to the desert, and the smoke went straight to the river at dusk. Wang Wei makes every tree in Hanyang clear, and Parrot Island is a nest of herbs. Looking up at the 46th floor of the Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao, I found it was moonlight, and then it sank, and I suddenly thought of home. Li Bai's Quiet Night Thinking 47 Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. Li Bai gave Wang Lun 48 solitary sails, and the sky was blue, just watching the Yangtze River flow in the sky. On the way to see Meng Haoran off to Yangzhou, Li Bai's Yellow Crane Tower, 49 apes couldn't stop crying on both sides, but the canoe had passed Chung Shan Man. Li Baichao sent 50 Baidicheng three mountains and a half fell in the sky, like this Egret Island divides the river. Li Bai boarded the Phoenix Tower in Jinling from yesterday. 5 1 I had to leave Bolt and me behind. If you disturb my heart, don't worry today. We all hold high our yearning for the distance and want to go to the sky to embrace the sun and the moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Li Bai Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Building Farewell School Uncle Yun 52 Mochow has no bosom friend, and everyone knows you. The autumn of Gaoshi Beidadong University ended in the gray sand, the grass withered, and a few surviving watchmen were by the lonely wall at sunset. Once Xing 54 climbed to the top of the mountain to peek, and at a glance, all the other mountains looked short under the sky ... Du Yue 55 petals flowed like tears, and lonely birds sang their lamentations. Du Fupan and Wu are in my east, Chu is in my south, and Gan Kun is floating in the sun and moon. Du Fu climbed the 57th steps of Yueyang Tower, where the grass was green and the birds were singing under the leaves. The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations. Born before you died, heroes have been crying on their coats ever since. Du Fu Shu Wang 58 Who can marry and live with neighbors, while we bury our children underground? Ma Xiaoxiao, each of you has a bow and quiver. Du Fu's military vehicle store 59 doesn't need a pen and paper to meet immediately. Use your message to report peace. Cen Can's ambassador to Beijing gave us 60 cents, which was like a strong wind in spring. It blew at night and opened the petals of ten thousand pear trees. A Song of Snow White Farewell to the Field —— A Record of Wu's Going Home 6 1 On a frosty night, Jiang Feng slept in the fire. One night near Fengqiao, Zhang Ji suddenly found that you were like a dream. We choked and asked ourselves how old we were. Dim lights shone through the cold rain outside the window, and bamboo forests floated in the clouds in the distance. In Yunyang Inn, Baiyun Tree bid farewell to Shen Han. In 1963, the spring tide brought rainy nights, and no one crossed the river in the wild. Wei at chuzhou on the western stream 64 Last year and this year, people's faces and peach blossoms were red. I don't know where to play the flute in Nanzhuang, the capital of Cuihu, and I want to visit my hometown at night. Li Yi, 66, listened to the flute on the wall of Shouxiang all night, but loved how many inches of grass and won three spring glow. Meng Jiao Stray Song 67 Where is the home of Qinling Mountain? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress. Han Yu left his hometown and went to Languan to show his nephew Xiang a crane in a clear sky, and then he introduced the poem to him. Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Ci" 69 rises in the east and falls in the west. The road is sunny but sunny. Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci" 70: There are weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Lane is oblique. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. Liu Yuxi Wuyi Lane 7 1 Qian Fan is near the sunken ship and Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree. Liu Yuxi gave Lotte a 72-year-old millet planted in spring and 10000 seeds harvested in autumn, and the farmers starved to death. When weeding at noon, sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that every meal is hard? Li Shen's two poems sympathizing with agriculture 73 Wildfire never completely burned them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze. Bai Juyi bid farewell to the ancient grass Baiyun Spring at the foot of Tianping Mountain, and the clouds were idle and waterless. Bai Juyi Baiyun Spring 750 Mountain has no birds, and a thousand paths have no footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. Liu Zongyuan, Jiang Xue, 76, Fiona Fang, can't see anything for three hundred miles, only vague Woods and mountains, and nine winding rivers. Liu Zongyuan went from Liuzhou Tower to my fellow travelers Zhang, Ding, Feng and Lian. The gate was as deep as the sea, and he became a passer-by from then on. Cui Jiao gave a maid 78, but through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it faces? . The autumn wind in the notes was left to an absent ecluse, Jia Dao was born in Weishui, and the leaves were full of Chang 'an. On the Jia Dao River, there are eighty flowing clouds, Wu Chushen and vicissitudes of life. Xu Jing Xianyang chengdong building