Looking at the sea (Cao Cao, Eastern Han Dynasty) Looking at the sea near Jieshi in the east. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain (Wang Wan Pond) is under the green hill, and my boat and I meander along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake (Baijuyitang) Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, and the water level was low at first. Several early songbirds compete for warm trees,
Whose new swallow pecks at spring mud. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Tianjingsha Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan Yuan) withered vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
(2) Recite ancient poems after class
Although the tortoise has a long life (Cao Cao, Eastern Han Dynasty), although the tortoise has a long life, there are still times. A poisonous snake flew in the fog and was finally covered with dust.
An old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles. The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Pass by the old friend village (Meng Haoran Tang) and prepare chicken and rice for me. Old friend, you entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
On a pure morning, a Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple (Changjiantang) is close to the ancient temple, and the early sunshine points to the treetops.
A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. All is silent here, but the bell is ringing.
I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao kiln from the left and sent this message (Li Baitang). Huayang fell to the bottom, and Wendaolong crossed the five streams.
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.