Gently brushed the balcony, the Lord came to the west to patrol Shu Road.

The sword-walled gate is five thousands of feet high, and the stone is a nine-day castle.

Open in nine days 10%, and thousands of families will show their paintings.

The grass and trees are as beautiful as Yunshan, and there is nothing here in Qinchuan.

Huayang Chunshu, Xinfeng, enters the new capital like the old palace.

Willow color is not blue, flowers are not red.

Who says it's hard to go? The king is happy for everyone.

Jinjiang was changed to Weishui, and Lei Yu was changed to Chang 'an.

At that time, all countries were in the same wind. Why did Jinjiang thank Qujiangchi?

The stone mirror will watch the moon tomorrow, and the harem will kiss the moth eyebrow.

Jin Zhuoqing River flows in Wan Li, and Yun Fanlong sings in Yangzhou.

Although there are forest gardens in the north, there are sporadic flower buildings in Nanjing.

Jinshui flows around Jincheng East, and the Star Bridge hangs like a star in the north.

Pilgrims from all over the world, Xiaxian Pavilion in Emei Mountain.

Qin Kai Shudao is the home of Taurus, and Hanshui Tong Yuan is the home of Liu Xinghan.

The son of heaven and his party left a sacred mark, and Jincheng was the emperor state.

The water is blue and the sky is blue, and the scenery is warmer than Sanqin.

Fireworks are accompanied by jade in the four seas, and Jinjiang Spring is added to the west.

Jiange closed the north gate of Shu again, and the emperor returned to Maroeyun Tun.

The young emperor Chang 'an blooms in purple, and the sun and the moon shine on Kun.

Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon is born in the sea.

I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

Whoever sees the moon at the first sight by the river shines at the beginning of the month.

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

Whose boat is flat tonight, where to miss the bright moon building.

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

Wang Changling broke up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

On Li Bai's Landing on Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing [Tang Dynasty]

There used to be a phoenix on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix went to Taiwan, only Jiangdong returned. Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two. There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.

Crying towards Qing Heng [Tang] Li Bai

Japanese friend Chao Heng Heren bid farewell to Chang 'an and returned to Penglai Islands in the east.

Like a bright moon, the sea does not return, and the mood of missing you is like a faint cloud hanging over Yuntai Mountain.

Zhangji is a night berth near Fengqiao.

The moon is full of birds singing and frost, and Jiang Feng is sleepy.

In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.

Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane

There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.

Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai

Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.

Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river.

Chen Yu's work in Huaiyin

The autumn lights in Huaiyin City are on, and the Chu guests stay in Huaishui.

At night, fish and turtles are fishy, and in the bright moon in front of Han Xin Temple.

Guizhixiang Jinling Nostalgia [Song] Wang Anshi

This is the late autumn in the ancient country, and the weather is very early. Thousands of miles are like a river, like clusters of Qingfeng. Sailing towards the sunset, leaning against the west wind and leaning against the wine flag. The colorful boat is cloudy, and the Milky Way heron rises, which is difficult to draw.

Miss the past, compete for prosperity, sigh outside the door, and feel sad and hateful. Throughout the ages, depending on the level, share weal and woe. The past of the Six Dynasties flows with the water, cold smoke and green grass. Today, business women still sing from time to time, leaving a legacy in the backyard.

Watching the sea from the Wolf Mountain [Song] Wang Anshi

Who chiseled Kunlun Mountain in Wan Li? The boundless waves beat against the sky.

Clouds in Han Xiao are connected with poor islands. Spring is warm, and fish dragons turn into lightning.

Where can I find immortals in Yuen Long? When will the messenger Ling Cha return?

Walking in the Jianghu, I began to feel my eyes wide open today.

Su Shi climbed to the top and looked at Taihu Lake

Traveling all over the south bank of Jiangnan Mountain, I can't forget to return when I meet the mountain.

Take a small moon in the sky alone to try Er Quan, the best in the world.

The stone road lingers around Jiulongling, and the water turns into five lakes.

Sun Deng came home speechless, and his spine was all over the valley.

"The man Fang Ting, qin guan? Wipe the Mountain Wei Yun

Mountain painted Wei Yun, the sky faded, and the horn was painted to break the door.

Suspend the collection, talk about the total withdrawal of respect, how many Penglai old things, empty look back, smog one after another.

Outside the setting sun, 10,000 points west of Western jackdaw, flowing water around the lonely village.

Enchanting, at this moment, the sachet is secretly untied, the ribbon is lightly divided, and the brothel is fortunate.

When can I see you here? There are tears on the sleeves and in the air. At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim.

Deng Jingkou Pavilion is pregnant with Xin Qiji.

Where to see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? Youyou! The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.

I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu! Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.

Jiang Kui's Slow Yangzhou

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 has given up eating trees and is still tired of talking about soldiers. Twilight, clear corners and cold winds are all empty cities. It is not surprising that Du's reward is too heavy now. Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate. The 24th Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and Leng Yue is silent. After reading the red medicine by the bridge, who will you know every year?

Cheng Peng's Miscellaneous Poem Yuan Za Du Ci

The Yellow River at the gate can't go back, and the four mountains are still green.

No one will get on the boat alone in the general's circus.