Written by Li Hongzhang

The husband holds the Wu hook with one hand, and his spirit is higher than that of Baichilou; Who has made history in the past ten thousand years? Looking for a feudal lord from eight thousand miles away.

I am determined to follow the road quickly, and I have the leisure to chase the water gulls! Smilingly pointing to the moon beside Lugou Bridge, how many people have come to Yingzhou from now on?

They have been trapped in poverty for many years. In the world of mortals, regret comes from the twenty-year spring of the horse; the horse's feet leave the group and fall in love with each other, and Yan's farewell to the old fortress is replaced by a new one.

I have made friends with famous people all over the country, and I have visited Taoist people in the capital; here I can seek help from writing, because I am a depressed old man!

The Taidai of the Yellow River stretches to the sky, and when you look down, it flows a little. Smoke; this place is as eye-opening as possible, and traveling far away is not a good place to enjoy the mountains and rivers.

It was only when Lu Ji came to Luo that he became famous, and when Su Shi came to visit, his ambition was strengthened; I am grateful to the great scholar Yi Buqiong for sitting here and compiling his posthumous works in his remaining years.

Looking back, the past has turned into dust. I am from east to west, north and south;

There is no need to predict whether the poor will have their destiny, but when will the rich and the rich help the poor? The famous competition has been going on for a long time, but it still looks like an old Confucian scarf.

I am as cramped as a louse, and I want to ride the spring waves to Longmen; many of my peers are in high school, and have spent their years paying water.

The two words of fame add enthusiasm, and I know that I have been blessed for half a lifetime; I feel the chicken night in my heart, and I remember the autumn wind to wipe away the traces of tears.

Throughout the river, there are white clouds, but I hope my parents’ inn will be flat. Looking back, I studied diligently in class, but I have not become famous yet.

For six years, the officialdom has kept the Qing Dynasty, and letters home from thousands of miles away have promoted long journeys; until the flowers bloom in the bright spring, and the crows in the world comfort private love.

I wake up late from a dream in Handan, although Peng Ying is far away from my thoughts; I am determined to climb Aoding when I leave the mountain, when will I enter Fengchi?

Poetry and wine have not been eliminated from the habits of celebrities. , the minister must say that when he was young, the jade rooster, gold horse and ordinary things will always lead to good luck and good fortune.

One shoulder of luggage is chanting again, checking the poems and books, and is ecstatic; the shadow of the sail ripples on the Huaipu moon, and the horseshoe grass is the color of thistle door frost.

An old friend, ***, presented Wang Xiangjian as a gift, and Jing Nu held Lu Jia's costume together. She felt ashamed that it was not easy to live in Chang'an, and she was tired of reading the teachings in the hall.

Li Ge slowly left the banquet and was saying goodbye to relatives and friends. Here he only taught how to sharpen iron inkstones, and when he came back he only hoped to plant golden lotuses.

Now that the pavilion is in need of talents, it is the year of my article to serve the country; the sky in the mirror has not changed, and it should not be long.

As soon as you enter the capital gate, you will arrive home. The soldiers will go north and the sun will set in the west.

The grudges and grievances in the world are cut off by the dagger, and the warmth and coldness of human relationships are judged by the cage; if there is no horse and carriage, I swear I will never return to my hometown.

Written by Zuo Zongtang

The general has not yet returned his treasure, and the descendants of Hunan and Xiang are all over the Tianshan Mountains.

Three thousand miles of newly planted willows attract the spring breeze to Yuguan.