Scattered away from Tingxi, Fuchang hated Fupeng.

Looking back, the willows are getting heavier, the clouds are lonely and the geese are far away, and the cold days are red.

Where to draw a boat tonight? The tide is flat and the moon is hazy.

Wine wakes people up, quiet and sad!

In the dream of the remnant lamp sleeping alone, the light wave is more windy.

(Write a classic about the pain of parting)

Jiang Hua ye yue

Zhang

The spring tide is even at sea level,

The bright moon on the sea, the tide rises and falls.

I drifted thousands of miles,

Where there is no moonlight by the river!

The river surrounds Fangdian,

The moon shines like graupel on flowers and forests;

The frost is flowing in the air, and you don't want to fly.

You can't see it on the white sand.

There is nothing in the river,

Lonely moon wheel in the sky.

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time?

When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life goes on from generation to generation,

Jiang Yue looks the same every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats,

But see the Yangtze River send water.

The white clouds disappeared,

Qingfengpu has no worries.

Who will go boating tonight?

Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Upstairs is poor, wandering around the moon,

You should take the photo away from the dresser.

The jade curtain won't roll up,

Put it back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other.

May China shine on you month by month.

Hongyan flies too long,

Fish and dragons jumped into the water.

Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers.

Poor Chunban didn't come home.

In spring, the river flows away,

The river beach falls to the west of the moon.

Oblique moon hides sea fog,

Jieshi Xiaoxiang Infinite Road.

I wonder how many people will return home by the moon.

The falling moon shook the trees by the river.

(Say this song: one song beats the whole Tang Dynasty)

Qingyu case

He Zhu

Ling Bo didn't cross the pond road, just watching and letting the dust settle. Who is the golden flower?

Moon Bridge, Flower Pavilion, Window and Zhujiajian are only known in spring.

Ran Ran Yun Fei, at dusk, drew a new topic, heartbroken sentence. How much leisure do you have?

Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

(describing late spring ~ ~)

A bell ringing in the rain

Liu Yong

Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

(classic! ! )

Tidal bore watching

Liu Yong

Southeast shape wins, Sanwu city, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people. Clouds and trees surround the bank and sand. The raging waves roll with frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. Pearl in the city, luxury in every household.

Thick lakes overlap [mountains provide] Ting Anne. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus. A thousand riders have high teeth. Drunk to listen to the flute and drum, enjoy the haze. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.

This is the most famous landscape poem in Liu Yong's works. )

Yangzhou man

Jiangkui

Huaizuomingdu, Zhuxi is a good place with few saddles on the initial journey. Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green.

Since Huma went to see the river, he abandoned the trees by the pool and still hated talking about soldiers. Twilight, clear corners and cold winds are all empty cities.

Du's reward is now surprisingly heavy. Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate.

The 24th Bridge is still there, and Leng Yue is silent. After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year.

I like Leng Xiang's rhyming poems best, which is my favorite.

Linjiang county hanliu

Nalanrongruo

Where are the flying catkins? The ice layer was destroyed. Sparing a tree is colder. Love him, the moon is good, and haggard is also related.

The most important thing is to shake it in the back and teach people to remember Chunshan. It's hard to dream about a skirt intermittently. The west wind is more or less annoying and can't blow away the eyebrows.

Langtaosha

Nalanrongruo

Purple jade stirs up cold ashes, and what she says in her heart is different. The curtain is hung every other year, and the sunset is half red, when the swallows come.

Looking back on Yun Lan, I feel a lot. There are long and short dikes outside the long and short pavilions, full of dreams and infinite sadness.

Meet Huan

Yu Li

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, the phoenix tree is lonely, and the deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.

It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

Yu Li

When will there be a bright moon in the Spring and Autumn Period? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, so the country can't look at the moon.

Carved fences and jade articles should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. How much sorrow can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

(We all know the artistic conception of the deceased,,,)

Su Muzhe (nostalgia)

fan zhongyan

Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.

Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Imperial Street Tour (Nostalgia in Autumn)

fan zhongyan

The fallen leaves are fragrant. The night is silent and cold. Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Every year tonight, the flowers on the moon are like practice, and people are thousands of miles long.

I got drunk for no reason. Tears come before wine. The afterglow of the lamp extinguished the pillow. Know the taste of loneliness. This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape.

Green door silver. Chunsi

Zhang Xian

It was warm at first, then it was light and cold, and the storm came late. Tingxuan was lonely and near Qingming, full of wine, and fell ill last year.

The wind wakes up in the corner of the building and the door is quiet at night. It was seen by the bright moon and the partition wall.

Medicinal plants of Solanaceae

Zhang Xian

Holding a goblet and listening to the sound of "water adjustment", I was drunk at noon, but I didn't wake up although I was awake and worried. Send away spring, when will spring come back?

Near dusk mirror, sad past years, past and future empty.

On the beach, on the poultry pond, the clouds break the moon.

Heavy curtains and tightly folded lights, the wind is uncertain, people should be quiet first, and tomorrow should be full of red eyes.

Klang Ganzhou

Liu Yong

Facing the rain from the sky, a piece of washed autumn scenery on the river is particularly cold. The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings. Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound.

Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home. Sighing for years, why bother me? I want beautiful women to dress up, miss a few times, and return home. Fight for me, lean on the dry place, I am in a hurry.

(Not much to say. . . Another expert with the best fingertips. . . )

Shen garden

Lu you

On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the Shen Garden is not a revival pool platform.

Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

Huanxisha

Gine Lee

The fragrant lotus leaves are withered, and the west wind worries about the green waves. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.

The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate and rely on.

(The father of the deceased. . . )

Tasha shop

Qin Guan

The fog is gone, the moon is gone, and Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.

Plum blossoms are sent with the post, and fish are scattered. This hatred has no weight. Chen Qiang is lucky to visit Chen Shan. Who will go to Xiaoxiang?

Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth

Song Yan Shu

Qingyang grass Changting road, easy to walk when young.

The dream at the top of the building is five minutes old, and the flower bottom is worried about the rain in March.

Ruthless is not as sentimental and bitter as an inch.

When there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.

Although I don't like Uncle Yan! )

Water bag dance

Song Zhou Bangyan

Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Birds call clear, intrude into the eaves.

The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one.

My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time.

Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.

(Very classic)

Zui Hua Yin

Li Qingzhao

The mist is thick and the clouds are thick, and the days are sad. Kapoor is among the birds in the incense burner.

The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

Touch the fish

Xin Qiji

More can eliminate, a few storms. In a hurry, spring is back. Cherish spring and hate early flowers, not to mention countless red flowers. Live in spring. See, Tianya Cao Fang lost his way. Hate spring and have no words. It's just diligent, and it's doing everything in Yogyakarta.

Nagato, quasi-quasi-rituals and mistakes. Moth eyebrows used to be enviable. A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation? Mo junwu Don't you see, Yuhuan Yan Fei is dusty. Leisure is the hardest. Don't lean on dangerous buildings, the sun is setting, and the flowers are bright.