Aesthetic poem about white hair dependence 1. Aesthetic sentences about white-haired teenagers

Twilight comes late in early spring, flowers don't know before, peach blossoms are planted every year, and they bloom when they are heartbroken. 53. Lonely people will always think of everyone who has appeared in their lives, so I will always think of you endlessly counting my loneliness every night when the stars fall.

54. The most tiring thing in the world is to watch your heart break and stick it on yourself. 55. When the fog cleared and I woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, the silent Qian Fan.

56. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year. 57. A prosperous life and a chic life can never escape the lonely struggle; A wind chime, a wild goose singing and dancing in the world of mortals are all empty.

Although we didn't enjoy the splendor, we spent the best time in our lives, living and dying together. Seize this season's spring flowers and autumn moon, wait for another season's summer rain and winter snow, seize an unforgettable past, and wait for a miracle of fate.

The wind is blowing, the water is full of flowers, and the bell is ringing at the corner of the cornice pavilion. I still remember you looking back and smiling, and the whole city is fragrant for a hundred days.

2. flying flowers and willows, dancing in beautiful skirts, many feelings are flying. Clouds flow with wide sleeves, the piano fingers condense, and the clear water floats away from the hubbub. 3. Looking back on thousands of Baidu, I yearn for Iraqis.

After parting, I dreamed several times, holding hands without tears splashing on the flowers. 5. Flying flowers and willows, dancing in beautiful skirts, many feelings are flying.

6. Red Candle * * * Who is the silhouette, holding a cup, lingering and drinking, in this life, only Fu Junxin. 7. Who wrote a pen but remembered a volume of feelings and only remembered the past years.

8. The feeling is stronger, the edge is like the wind, the brocade is slightly cold, and the cold sleeves help the sick. 9. A long way to go, several families are sad and separated, and they are lovesick and treat others with pity.

10. I stand alone on the edge of clouds and water, looking at you, the person I can't ask, with frostbitten flowers in my hands. I've been singing this song all my life, and I'll wait for you to make peace after I fade away.

1 1. Look at the clouds rolling under the cliff, the wind is rustling on the cliff, and the pear blossoms are still falling as they were then. 12. The purple account cries at the touch of it and never forgets it.

Sword burial is a wound, and the mind is innocent. 13. The sword rises with misty peaks, and in the distance, the smoke falls and the flowers fall, and the dream is like Long song.

14. The dream is wet and empty, and the frequent knocking of clouds surprises residual leakage. A cup of turbid wine is ugly and the world of mortals is thorough.

15. I spread thousands of beads all the way, and when I woke up, it was already dust. 16. The Qinhuai River is cool, the stone bridge is swaying, and the thrush flies in the rain and falls on his window frame.

17. In the past, Wuyi Lane, the moon tide shook the empty city, and the osmanthus tree in the north wall was already in full swing. 18. The white temples are wrinkled, the bamboo sticks are long in the hand, the birds are hoarse, and the north wind is barren, leaving only the eyebrow line company commander.

19. Swing sleeves and fiddle, exquisite seven strings, reed boat, misty rain. 20. refers to the world of mortals, drunken laughter, Long song, on the bright moon, drinking wine in the breeze and drinking as much as possible.

2 1. The bronze mirror in Ling Hua is cool, adding fragrance to the eyebrows, leaving the soul behind. I just hope you are healthy. 22. Get drunk with him, and peach blossoms fly to him and secretly scribble on your face.

23. The voice outside the window at night, the candle shadow shines on the dream soul, knowing that I understand that I am just a person. 24. Snuff was injured, and I fell to the ground one after another and went home. Shan Ye was foggy.

The shadows are in pairs, but it's a pity that the two places have been exhausted and they are buried alone. 25. Peach blossoms and laughter in the spring breeze are hard to find. Where to stay together, how to stay together?

26. Dan Qingjuan, the iron fan is white by day, looking at the world of mortals, the flowers are like bamboo shoots, and the night is like me. 27. After a hundred nights, who turns the lantern for me, who leans against the door to watch the fireworks for a thousand years.

There are few stars at night, who holds the lamp for me and who waits for the loneliness of the Millennium by leaning against the door alone. 28. I miss you and become a candle. My tears are burning. In the past, Tang Yan drifted today.

29. Looking back, standing on the bridge and looking up, I only saw peach blossoms flying all over the sky. 30. It turns out that colorful flowers are everywhere, and it seems that they are all given to the broken well and the broken wall.

Second, who held my hand and made me crazy for half my life; Who, kiss my eyes, cover my half-life displacement. Who touches my face and soothes my half-life sorrow? Who, with my heart, melted my half-life frost; Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life.

Who, call my heart, cover up my life. Who abandoned me and left me alone? Who can understand me and let me have no regrets in this life? Who can help my arm, unparalleled through the ages; Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is empty; Who can bury me and laugh at the emptiness of heaven and earth? My heart is crazy.

Three 1, looking at your smiling face in front of me, my tears still filled the whole winter. After turning around, I can't find the lost promise anymore. 2, the world of mortals picture scroll, whose love of life and death is painted? In the end, I can only keep the same face. This is a thousand years.

3. Who buried the promise of a lifetime in front of your grave? 4, look at the cherry blossoms in the sky, sadness is circulating, but it can't hide the mottled time. 5. Who caresses me and owes me a lifetime price? 6. Who fell in love with the country and overthrew the world? 7. Why can you still see your face when the wind and sand are full of soaked eyes? 8. Who will accompany me back to the battlefield to unload my armor, who will accompany me to the end of the world, and who will bear my life? 9. Who is looking for the face in the past life memory in the broken world? 10, dewdrops hate morning flowers and autumn. I fell to the ground after being drunk.

1 1, Jun is in the south and I am in the north. Who said: The moon is full, sunny and round, and flowers bloom and fall? 12, what withers is the beauty of flowers, what falls is broken tears, and what is difficult to redeem is the sin of past lives.

13. For whom do you dedicate your life, and for whom do you carve the waiting for a thousand years into eternity? 14, give you the tenderness of the whole city and love the displacement of my life. 15, shed blood and tears for you for thousands of years, and let go of the world for you.

16, whose finger is your subtle beauty flowing? 17, how can we miss today's world without flowers before and after the moon? 18, the promise of Sansheng VII is only for a memorial service. 19, who is holding the red line for me? 20. Use my life to be desolate and your life to be happy.

2 1, once the oath has long faded, who is still waiting for my return at the door? 22, drunk know the wine is thick, awake know the dream is empty, it turns out that it is also a kind of pain to watch the residual flowers wither. 23, a thousand years of waiting, but only one sentence: my love has long gone.

24. One-way trip, one's morning and night, one's youth. 25, that unforgettable promise, whose rain was that moment.

26. Who turned the burnt-out elegance into a flower on the other side? 27. The sun will rise tomorrow. Can we meet at the corner? 28. When tears turn into rain, at that moment, whose oath can be reincarnated? 29. A piece of paper is hard to write, and the pale oath cannot be forgotten by the years. 30, the years have fallen into prosperity, and blood has dyed red armor. Who?

2. Some beautiful white-haired poems

Sigh with white hair, Wang Wei, how long I am.

The day in the temple has turned white. Pitch between heaven and earth.

When can I be a guest? Disappointed with mountains and clouds.

Day and night are empty. What matters is when people.

The East City is strange to the South. White hair makes it easy for white hair to know the season, which is dark to me.

Today, in the sun, comb off a few stems. My family doesn't like it, so I sympathize with you

I don't know what's wrong with my cloud. Ordinary people are 30 years old, strong outside and weak inside.

But thinking about sleeping and eating is reduced by 20 hours. Besides, I'm forty years old and I'm in poor shape.

The bookworm lost his eyes and the wine made him sick. Dear, the sky is falling, those who are still walking.

For a long time, nothing will happen. It's too late. From the world to the old age, three diseases appeared one after another.

There is no cure in this world except the idea of lifelessness. Under the cherry blossoms, white hair grows easily everywhere, and it will decline with age.

Red cherry blossoms are full of sunshine and have half a head of white hair. He who leans against a tree is silent for a long time and climbs late.

The breeze sighs and the snow is like silk. White hair is easy to fall with snow, and frost hair hangs on the temples.

Add the old smell and replace the old container. Although it is as long as paint, it is always a flawless silk.

I hate being in the mirror when my head is half black and half white. It's been 30 years since the white hair came into being, but now it's coming out.

Singing all day like crazy, and being sick for a long time like a thin fairy. Bajie held incense seals at night and read Jolie in three yuan.

The rest will be cleaned up in spring, and you will get drunk if you are not idle. Sighing the past of the white-haired king has become a twilight tooth, and the white hair has become drooping for an instant.

How many sad things there are in life, don't sell them to the empty city. White-haired sigh, Wei is still that leaf, it is a lonely mirror.

At first, the silk thread was difficult to separate and the flowers were intertwined. People on the job tend to go downhill. I'm still young.

Sighing with white hair, Cen Can's white hair is partial, and people are helpless. There are more temples than stems at present.

The white hair sighs that Lu Lun combs her hair, and the woman surprises her wife with tears. I don't know the color of silk, but I can get several autumns.

Looking in the mirror, I can see that the white hair and stems are bright and unique. Qiu Lai and Quan Deyu, with a bright white beard, tried to get rid of the drunkenness of hairpin. A nice song is also fun, and children and grandchildren are laughing and pulling clothes.

And royal white hair Quan Deyu white hair see today, virtual Zhai Xiao Kagami Akira. At first glance, the frost is simple and the iron crown is slightly reflected.

There are many things under the curtain, and Zhou Xing is famous. Time flies without a sigh, too dull.

At the beginning, Liu Zongyuan, the sea pomegranate planted in the topic of white hair, planted the love fragrant cluster for several years, but the rhyme and beauty are actually different. From then on, let's stop talking about spring sex and regard it as an ancient wood against a declining man.

Sighing in the mirror, Lu Wen is three years older than Pan Caiyue. He sees stars on his temples. Even if he can arrive early, he will know not to be a blackhead.

Twelve Poems of Yuefu was written by Li Xiao, a white-haired man, and Yuan Zhen was an emissary of flowers and birds in Tianbao period. Imperial edicts full of ink, I went upstairs and got half drunk.

Drunk straight into the Qing family, boudoir can not be stolen, lover died of concern, daughter cried for my blood. One in ten people should change clothes and be maids forever.

The imperial horse ran south and called for a horse to kick, and the maid-in-waiting 3 thousand was abandoned in the palace. As soon as the palace gate is closed, it is full of flowers and moss.

On a moonlit night, listening to the sound of water drops, the autumn pool is dark and windy. Day after day, I look at all the doors, but I can't see the situation in front of them all my life.

In recent years, several people have been sent to celebrate the Nangong. I'm sorry that this song will be biting. I want to get back at my nose.

This generation of cheap wives have nothing to say. Di Zi Tiansun was called expensive in ancient times. The king has been in power for forty years, with seven houses and six palaces.

Suiyang branch attacked the feudal city, and Su Zong had no official position in blood and yin. The king has no concubine and husband, and yang is strong and yin is immoral.

How can a woman follow the crowd and send it from her husband to a man as a collection? White-haired people in the sun-resentful and broad-minded, Bai Juyi is easy to go to the sun, and the beauty is dark and new.

Green guards the palace gate. As soon as the sun closes, it is spring. Xuanzong entered the primary election at the end of the year, aged 16 and 60.

At the same time, more than 100 people were selected, who were deeply disabled. Recalling the past, I fought back my grief and said goodbye to my loved ones. I helped myself into the car instead of teaching me to cry.

When the clouds are fashionable, they are grateful, their faces are like hibiscus, and their chests are like jade. The king was not allowed to meet, and Yang Fei squinted at him.

Jealousy makes you sneak into the palace and stay in the empty room all your life. Leave it blank, the autumn night is long, and the night is sleepless.

The shadow on the wall after the lamp still lingers, and the rustle of dark rain hitting the window. It's late spring, so it's hard to sit alone at night.

Gong Ying is full of anxiety and disgust, and Liang Yan is always jealous. The warbler's cry goes to Yan quietly, and the spring goes without remembering the year.

Just look at the deep palace and the bright moon, and the object is round four or five hundred times. Now the palace is the oldest, and everyone named it Shangshu.

Small-headed shoes with narrow clothes and slender indigo eyebrows. Outsiders should laugh if they can't see it.

Shang Yang people suffered the most. Less is bitter, always bitter, less is bitter, always bitter.

You can't see the beauty of Lu tribute in those days, nor can you see Yang Guifei and white-haired songs today. About Du Xunhe's white-haired song, one stem and two stems start with silk, so you may wish to be surprised when you are a teenager.

Several people have experienced this kind of thing in troubled times, and today I am full of sadness. Nine turns to win Dionysus pills, and five tones are not like poetry.

The home mountain is more than 10,000 feet green, and the quinoa sticks lose the old man. Don't dye your hair or pull it out with tweezers, let it grow full of hair.

Although the white one has no drug resistance, the black one can't help falling. Lying quietly listening to cicadas and watching the water flow.

I can't get this far, mostly because I am worried. It is not surprising that Wang Mian likes white hair and his brow is yellow. It is better to comb his hair and cover his face with silk.

From ancient times to the present, who can escape, can enjoy it now. Never pity the snow-colored light mirror, but prefer the frosted flower lining.

Everything is the fairest for him, and it is idiotic to always try to make mistakes. This year, the white hair has doubled, and the old man can't support himself.

Cattle and sheep are covered with wild frost, and crops are covered with clouds. After cooking in the afternoon, take out the millet and wrap it in thick glutinous rice.

Self-pity did not waste poetry, and father and son Peng Chuang remembered it. White-haired, with thousands of stems and fine green temples, lying and watching herons stab into the sky.

I have been stealing tributes and happiness all my life, but I have returned to my hometown. If you sit still, you will have no books to read, and the rest of your life will depend on the Buddha.

You see, the world is cold, and it will take a long time to sift wine! White hair and land diseases invade the prime of life, and fear is not as good as white; Be a long-distance guest by the needle stone occasionally. After seventy years of travel, frost and snow are full of troubles. Although the eyes and ears are weak, they are not separated from others.

Zhuoying thousands of hectares of lakes, send five acres of houses. Big cloth sewing robe, southeast.

I have a lot of life when I travel with white hair, and I leave the road at night 10%. Sadness was burning, and I was surprised to see my cheeks and skull.

There is a slight autumn wind, and there is cold rain. Stars are rare in the beginning and cannot be removed.

Yesterday was like a willow in spring, but now it has withered with frost. Peng is withered and green. How can he miss me?

Outside the square, it is impregnable, and its fame is rare. Throw tweezers and sigh, then there is no book! Traveling with white hair, rustling with white hair, touching the waves, swishing the southwest thatched cottage.

Drinking water and reading books are also fun, and Dumen is sick and tired. Turned into a five-acre plow, who still remembers the three dynasties holding Ji Lang! Just like a few chrysanthemums on the edge of the fence, they are still frost-resistant.

When you look in the mirror when you are sick, you will be seventy in ten winter and summer. I occasionally get a long sentence: Lu You is short of sideburns and depressed, so he loses his youth. The world is really like a postal kiosk. This made Guan dream for ten years and didn't sleep for three days.

It's hard to build a book, but who listens to the iron song? If the guest comes to find a place to go, he will sleep leisurely and lean on the screen. It's time for blowing in the wind to mock the white-haired Wang Anshi, and cherish the scarf as soon as possible.

All kinds of spring breeze won't last long, star.

3. Love poems about white hair

Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?

"Look, the lock in the mirror on the high building is so cute. It is still as black as silk in the morning and turns into snow at night" comes from the second paragraph of the ancient poem "Into the wine" written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The whole poem is as follows:

Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return?

Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! .

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Wu, Qiu,

Give them to the boy in exchange for wine and share your sorrow forever.

4. Poetry related to white hair

Beauty is black and hair is new. Bai Juyi, a poet in Tang Dynasty

White hair is an honor for the elderly. White-haired people say "Bible" and "Bible"

White hair is not equal to wisdom. The Greek poet Minand

Zhu Yanjun is not old, my white hair will fall out first.

Tang Li Bai's Old Travels in Xiangyang was presented to Ma Shaofu.

Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, remembered his old trip to Xiangyang and gave it to Ma Shaofu.

White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

Song of Autumn Pu by Tang Li Bai (XV).

Autumn Pu by Li Bai, a poet in Tang Dynasty

White hair has seeds, and it grows when you wake up. Famous sayings about white hair

Song Xin Qi Ji's "Water Tune Song Tou Sunlight Shoots Golden Que" Does white hair also have seeds? They were all drunk when they woke up. Express your feelings about white hair, time and life.

Xin Qiji, a patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, "Tune the song with water, shoot the golden que by day"

People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

Song Fan Zhongyan's The Fisherman's Pride

The Fisherman's Pride by Fan Zhongyan, a statesman and writer in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Youth can't stay, but white hair is born naturally.

Send friends to Don Mutu.

The Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu's "Seeing Friends Off"

Who can worry about white hair? Minister Zhang Jianzhi of Tang Dynasty

Don't be nice to Zhu Yan, but forget the invasion of white-haired people. Li Duan, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was famous for his white hair.

The autumn wind has blown, and Dongting Lake seems to be aging a lot. After a night of melancholy, Xiang Jun should have more white hair.

Tang Wenru inscribed Cao Qinghu in Longyang County.

Tang Wenru, a poet in the late Tang Dynasty, was named Cao Qinghu in Longyang County.

5. Poems about white hair

1, put an end to the king's world affairs and gained fame both before and after his death. Poor hair has become a white-haired man! -from Xin Qiji's "Breaking the Array, Giving Zhuang Ci to Chen Tongfu" in the Song Dynasty

I am bent on completing the great cause of recovering the lost land for the monarch and gaining a good reputation handed down from generation to generation. I woke up from my dream, but unfortunately I was already a white-haired man!

2, white hair and three thousands of feet, as long as fate. I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror. —— From "Seventeen Songs of Autumn Pu" by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty.

White hair as long as three thousands of feet, it is because of sadness that it grows so long. Somewhere in the mirror, autumn frost falls on my head.

Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night. -From Li Bai's "Into the Wine" in the Tang Dynasty

Didn't you see that in the high hall, in front of the mirror, you deeply lamented that white hair? It's still green in the morning, but it becomes like snow at night.

4, youth can't stay, white hair is born. -from: seeing friends off by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty.

Youth is gone, and everyone is white-haired.

5, don't wait, white young head, empty and sad! -From Yue Fei's Man Jiang Huai in the Song Dynasty.

My hero, we should seize the time to make contributions to our country, and don't waste our youth until we are old.

6. Poems about white hair

White-haired Wang Wei sighed.

In the past, Zhu Yan became a twilight tooth, and his white hair drooped in an instant.

How many sad things there are in life, don't sell them to the empty city.

White-haired Wei

It's still the fallen leaf, and I know nothing about it. At first, the silk thread was difficult to separate and the flowers were intertwined.

People on the job tend to go downhill. I'm still young.

Baifa Cen Can

White is just on the side, and there is nothing you can do about it. There are more temples than stems at present.

White hair talks

Women whiten their hair and make their wives cry with surprise. I don't know the color of silk, but I can get several autumns.

Looking in the mirror, white hair is bright and unique, Quan Deyu.

Qiu Lai, with a bright white beard, tried to get rid of the drunkenness of hairpin.

A nice song is also fun, and children and grandchildren are laughing and pulling clothes.

He Baiyu's legal right is Deyu

See white hair today, bright in the mirror. At first glance, the frost is simple and the iron crown is slightly reflected.

There are many things under the curtain, and Zhou Xing is famous. Time flies without a sigh, too dull.

Liu Zongyuan, a pomegranate with white hair planted in the sea.

After planting love and fragrance for several years, rhyme and beauty are actually different.

From then on, let's stop talking about spring sex and regard it as an ancient wood against a declining man.

Sighing white hair in the mirror, Lv Wen

Pan and I are three years old and still living in my temple.

Even if he can arrive early, he will know not to be a blackhead.

7. Poems about white hair

1, the general was white-haired and in tears.

Song dynasty; surname

fan zhongyan

The scenery of Qiu Lai.

2. Li Yuan disciple Bai Fuxin

the Tang Dynasty

Bai Juyi

The Everlasting Regret

Don't you see how cute the lock in the bright mirror in the tall room is?

the Tang Dynasty

Lipper

"Come into the wine, don't you see how the water of the Yellow River flows down from the sky?"

4. Yellow flowers and white hair embrace each other

Song dynasty; surname

Huang tingjian

Partridge was born in the branch of Xiaohan Huang Ju.

5, white hair does not smile

Song dynasty; surname

Ouyang Xiu

Huanxisha

6, recess singing white hair yellow chicken

Song dynasty; surname

Su Shi

Huanxisha swims in autumn waters in Qingquan Temple.

8. Poems about young people's white hair

1, "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.

To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.

The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.

The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.

A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.

I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.

Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.

The mighty river of no return and the surging waves have washed away all the heroes of the ages. To the west of Laoying, people say it was the Red Cliff where Zhou Yu fought fiercely in the Three Kingdoms. Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow. The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.

Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit. Wearing a nylon scarf, the hand-rocking feather fan was talking and laughing, and the battleship of the strong enemy burned to ashes. Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair. Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay homage to the bright moon on the river.

2. "See white hair in the mirror"

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

In the past, Qingyun was brilliant and white hair was wasted.

But in the mirror, I feel sorry for myself.

When I was a prime minister, I was busy and ambitious for my country. Now I have done a long history. I have nothing to do. I am wasting my time. But when I look in the mirror, I see my hair is white and old. I feel deeply lonely, but my body sympathizes with my shadow.

3. "Tweezers and white hair from Autumn Medicine Refinery to Liu Yuanxiong Zong Lin"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

A fallen tree knows the age and autumn, and a bottle of ice knows the cold.

Guizhi is green and the snow is shining.

When you were young, you would climb the red phoenix with your wings.

Thirty years of voting, ups and downs.

Look at the clouds, sit up and pay attention.

Look in the mirror in autumn, and your hair will wither.

Poverty gives birth to Jia, and hunger gives birth to mother's rice.

When heaven and earth are extremely beautiful, Tao sighs.

Yue is suitable for Zhao, and Su Qin can speak Korean for the first time.

Why destroy it when it is fixed on me?

When a leaf falls from the tree, you can know that in autumn, a bottle of water freezes, and you can know that it is cold. Guizhi is greener every day, and Lingyun's branches are taller.

Young people are heroic and eager to climb the swan goose and reach the top. We have been dating for 30 years, sharing weal and woe, sorrow and joy. Sighing at the blue clouds, sitting opposite and looking at the white hair. The bronze mirror is an aging autumn face, and the once strong black hair withered under the high crown.

When he was poor, he did business with Bao Sheng like Guan Zhong, and when he was hungry, he begged her for a meal. At that time, the clouds will open up and there will be a way in the chest. Why do you need to sigh? I feel that I have just arrived in Zhao, and Su Qingang lobbied South Korea. Of course, I am very satisfied with myself. Why does time ruin my youth?

4. Qiu Si Fisherman's Pride

Song Dynasty: Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown. Around, the sound of the horn sounded, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke closed.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. Qiang tube covered with frost, people do not sleep. The general was white-haired and in tears.

Autumn has come, and the scenery in the northwest frontier is very different from that in Jiangnan. The geese flew back to Hengyang again, without any intention of staying. At dusk, the horn sounded, and unique wind, horse whistle, Qiang flute and horn came from all directions. In the rolling mountains, the sun sets, the smoke rises and the gates of an isolated city are closed.

After drinking a glass of turbid wine, I can't help thinking of my relatives thousands of miles away. At present, the war is not peaceful, and my fame and fortune have not yet been established. You can't plan ahead. There was a long sound of Qiang flute in the distance. It's very cold, and the ground is covered with frost and snow. It's late at night, and it's hard for people fighting outside to fall asleep. Both generals and soldiers have white hair and tears on their skirts.

5. Huanxisha Right Banner Water Qingquan Temple

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west.

The buds just growing at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine trees is washed away by the rain. In the evening, the rain began to trickle down, and cuckoo calls came from the pine forest.

Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!

In Qingquan Temple, a tourist attraction, the temple is next to Lanxi, and the stream flows westward. At the foot of the mountain, the newly pumped bluegrass buds are soaked in the stream, and the sand road between the pine forests is washed spotless by the rain. In the evening, it is drizzling and cuckoo singing. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The stream in front of the door can still flow westward! Don't sigh how time flies when you are old!