1. Jiangchengzi·Mizhou hunting

The old man was talking about being a teenager. He held a yellow hand on his left and a green hat on his right.

In order to repay the favor, I followed the prefect, shot tigers myself, and watched Sun Lang.

It doesn’t matter if you’re drunk, your chest is still open, and your temples are slightly frosted! In the cloud of Chijie, when will Feng Tang be sent?

I can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf.

2. Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When will the bright moon appear?

Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, I drank happily till the end of the day, and got very drunk. I wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son.

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.

I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places.

Dancing to clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times.

I wish you a long life and a long life.

3. Shuidiao Getou·Huangzhou Kuaizai Pavilion presented to Zhang Xiquan

The setting sun embroidered curtains, and the water under the pavilion connected to the sky. I know that you have made a new work for me. The windows are wet and green and red.

In Changji's Pingshan Hall, I was sleeping in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and there was no lonely star. Recognize the drunken man's words, and know whether the mountains are beautiful or not.

Thousands of hectares, all mirrors are pure and green peaks are inverted. Suddenly the waves rose, and a white-headed leaf danced.

Young Master Lantai is worthy of laughter. He has yet to understand the natural sound of Zhuang Sheng. There are male and female in the right path. A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind.

4. Nian Nujiao. Nostalgia for the past in Chibi

As the river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages are revealed. On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms.

Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.

I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.

My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.

5. Niannujiao·Mid-Autumn Festival

Looking far into the distance, you can see that there are no clouds in the sky for thousands of miles. The osmanthus flies in, and where the light shines, the autumn green is soaked in the cold for a day.

Jade Yuqiong Tower, riding a luan to and fro, people are in the Qingliang Kingdom. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the smoke and trees are visible in the distance.

I was drunk, clapped my hands and sang wildly, raised my glass to the moon, and became three guests in the shadows. Dancing and wandering under the wind and dew, I don’t know what night it is today?

I want to ride on the wind, but then I turn back. Why ride on the wings of a roc? In the Crystal Palace, a fife broke.

6. Qin Yuan Chun. The lanterns in the solitary hall are green.

The lanterns in the solitary hall are green, the chicken number is in the wild shop, and the travel pillow is full of dreams. The moonlight is gathering gradually, the morning frost is lingering; the clouds are covered with brocade, and the morning dew is shining.

The road in the world is endless, but the work and life are limited, just like the mayor of this district. After chanting slightly, Ping Zhengan was speechless, filled with memories of the past.

At that time, he was a guest in Chang'an. He was like a young man who had just arrived from the mainland. I have thousands of words on my pen and thousands of volumes in my mind. To Jun Yao and Shun, why is this so difficult?

When I use renunciation, my actions are hidden in me. Why not just sit back and watch. He is tall and strong, but he is still young and has a high reputation.

7. Yong Yule·Pengcheng stayed overnight in Yanzi Tower

Pengcheng stayed overnight in Yanzi Tower, dreaming about it, so he wrote this poem.

The bright moon is like frost, the wind is as good as water, and the scenery is infinite. Fish are jumping in Qugang, lotuses are pouring out dew, and there is no one to see the loneliness.

It is like three drums, one leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are broken. The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I have been walking around the small garden.

Weary travelers at the end of the world, returning to the mountains, can’t see their hometown. The swallow building is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow is locked in the empty building.

The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments. At the same time, Yu Hao sighed at the night view of Huanglou.

8. Ba Sheng Ganzhou·Ji Shen Liazi

There is a sentimental wind, and the tide comes thousands of miles away, and the tide returns ruthlessly. Ask about the slanting light on the Qiantang River and Xixing Pukou.

There is no need to think about the present and the past, and admire the mistakes of the past. Who is like Dongpo who is old and has lost his memory.

Remember the beauty of the dusk mountain on the west bank of the West Lake, with green mist in the sky. Even if poets get along with each other, they are just like me and you.

I hope that I will return to the east and return to the sea in the next year. I would like to express my gratitude to the Duke and not to violate my ambition. On Xizhou Road, you should not look back to wet your clothes for me.

9. Linjiangxian·Drinking on Dongpo at night, I wake up and get drunk again

Drinking on Dongpo at night, I wake up and get drunk again, and returning is like the third watch. The boy's breath is thundering. No one knocks on the door, but leans on the stick and listens to the sound of the river.

I always regret that this body is not mine, when will I forget about camp? The wind is quiet at night and the grain is flat. The boat passed away from now on, and the river and sea left the rest of my life.

10. Man Ting Fang·Come Back

On April 1, the seventh year of Yuanfeng, General Yu will go to Huang and move to you, leaving two or three gentlemen in the neighborhood of Xuetang to meet you. Wang came from Jiangdong to say goodbye, so he wrote and left it behind.

Come back, where will I go? Wan Li's home is in Min'e. A hundred years and a half strong, but there will be no more suffering in the future.

Sit down and see Huangzhou again, and all the children will speak Chu language and Wu songs. Friends in the mountains, Ji Dou She wine, persuade Lao Dongpo.

No matter what, when it comes to this, things in life come and go like a shuttle. Wait and watch the autumn wind, the clear waves of Luoshui.

Fortunately, the thin willows in front of the hall should remember me and don’t cut the branches. There is still a rumor that the elders in the south of the Yangtze River are fishing and fishing.