The wind blows with the broken willows
Guests shed tears into the bamboo slippers
It is difficult to ask questions about God’s will
Human feelings are easy to be sad
The Bronze Bird has deep love in spring
The golden man sheds tears in autumn
The woods come out of the woods
The miserable smoke disappears
The heart of a quiet person How wonderful
Wandering and thinking of others
Green mountains bury white bones
Green waters hang loyal souls
A hundred years and thirty thousand days
Farewell for thousands of years
There is lingering regret in the phoenix tree
Looking at the endless time
White clouds hanging shadows
Birds cut Reverie
The bamboos on the window sing the autumn rain
The strings on the bed and the piano break at night
The jade plum blossoms are smiling
The golden willows are moving with sadness
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People are gone in the past
The water is still cold today
In the blink of an eye, people are thousands of miles away
The soul is lost in a dream
Huan The night is too short for entertainment
Loneliness and hatred are longer
Stars separated become hateful things
The clouds are gone and there is nothing to worry about
Famous names are all over the world
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Achievements are in the world
Ashes are scattered in the rivers
Steles cultivate people's hearts
Three rivers carry tears
Five mountains destroy the heart
Singing during the day means drinking too much
Youth is a good companion to return to hometown
Butterfly dreams of a home thousands of miles away
The third watch of the moon on the cuckoo branches
Snowflakes are like palms and it is difficult to hide hatred
The wind is like a knife and the sorrow is constant
Night drinkers swallow the cup at the end of the month
Spring tourists are drunk in the water Sky
The bamboo leaves in the rain are full of tears
The plum blossoms in the snow are crowned with plain flowers
The water is cut off with a knife and the water flows again
Toast a cup to shed sorrow Even more sad
The Qingjiang Jinshi is sad and beautiful
The young pistils are full of dense flowers and spots
Even if there are flowers and moon
It is nothing There is no one drinking wine
The sound of cicadas is intermittent and the moon is waning
The flames of fireflies illuminate the dusk sky
The screen deliberately blocks the bright moon
The lights are ruthless Sleeping alone
I am sleepy after a long journey after being drunk
I am thirsty and thinking about tea
The flying flowers are as light as a dream
The boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow
The sound of the river does not satisfy the hatred of heroes
God’s selfless grass and trees autumn
The merits are glorious and the achievements are celebrated
Famous The flowers are bright and like branches.
I think about the company of gulls
Envy the graceful swallows as guests
Happy flowers and never grow old in autumn
There are so many meanings beside Gaoyin Pool
The lingering light of the west wind shakes the leaves
The beautiful east wind brings joy to the blooming of flowers
The spring return of Jiang Guan has no flowers left in bloom
The cold rain and green grass around the window
Three paths of cold pines weeping with dew
The remaining bamboos in half the window carry the wind whistle
Who is in charge of the clear water and green mountains
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Falling flowers and singing birds always make people sad
In ancient times, the same pine and cypresses were the same as the clear bamboos
Words can be learned and practice can be learned
The bright moon, the clear breeze, and the nostalgic sky
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Remaining mountains and rivers, reading poems
Fusang rode a whale on this day
When did Huabiao turn into a crane?
Turn into a butterfly and die. Dream
The crane's cry is still the sound of sad footsteps
The ambition of Qingyun failed in the world
The white jade tower in the sky is first built
The wind is sad and the color is sad and the willows are sad.
The moon hangs at night and the cuckoo cries
There is bamboo in front of the window that transmits the sound
No one in the seat is watching the rain flowers
The sunset over the flowing water Eternal hate
A hundred years of bitter wind and bitter rain
The sky is in urgent need of white jade gifts
The world is shocked and a few stars have fallen
The flowers will shatter the lush autumn light
The years are running fast and the summer room is cold
Flowers fall off rouge and spring goes early
The soul fades away and the brocade tent dream comes to surprise
Who has never died since ancient times
p>Do what your heart feels comfortable with
Hot tears thaw the frozen soil
Elegies startle the crows at dusk
Stop saying that there is no loyalty in the mourning hall
You should know that there is blood in the world
Leave a mark in history step by step
Sprinkle blood drop by drop to recommend Xuanyuan
A huge pen cannot complete a thousand deeds
Tears and rain do not express the slightest sorrow
I don’t believe in the mourning horn of God
But I am sad that a giant star has fallen from the world
Weeping all over the world to call for martyrs
Sorrowing for the nine days of sorrow
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Thousands of tears rolled down the field and the place was wet
The cries were filled with low clouds
The cold wind rustled and mourned
The setting sun always breaks the soul
The people in the beautiful city were crying and wailing.
The ground was filled with flowers and white snow.
Shocked by the thunder and heartbreak
Can't bear to watch the stars falling into the sky.
The light of a hundred-day star will never go out
Once the storm rises, it will not be light
But I hate that there is no inn in the underworld
Like to see The famous name falls in the heart
The green mountains are graceful and the king dances
Silver flowers bloom for you
The three-mountain stone sword contains sadness
Nine factions of waves With hatred flowing
The sound of firecrackers towards loneliness
Grief is always difficult to eliminate year after year
Thousands of mountains bow their heads without saying a word
Thousands of rivers Ming and swallowing, blowing the flute
Weeping eyes versus weeping eyes
A heartbroken person sends a heartbroken person
People feel refreshed when happy events happen
I feel depressed and sleepy
The moon shines on the cold maple in the empty valley and in the deep mountains I cry tears
The frost seals the grass and the white horse makes the carriage more sad
The hall is empty when people leave Morning rain and dusk clouds make it difficult to see shadows
Piano strings are tuned to high mountains and flowing water, but few close friends
Bamboo paths are desolate, life's ambitions are lofty aspirations, and dreams are made in the middle of the night
Clouds and mountains are misty, thousands of miles away, and the autumn wind is a wild goose. Sorrow
Twenty years of rain, spring wind, music and music are lingering
Thousands of miles away, mountains and rivers are far away, where are the beams and trees?
When the rain comes, half of the mountains and rivers are washed again
The big star returns and the sky is full of wind and moon to help the sorrow?
The loyal soul is still alive and the passion turns into the spring rain
The righteousness is awe-inspiring and the ambition is weeping ghosts and gods
Maple Leaf Four Strings Autumn is full of sadness and relegation to the end of the world
Thousands of feet of water in Xunyang lingers on the parting love on the river
Lonely in the mirror, I listen to the autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves
The sound of the brocade machine is silent I am worried about watching the moon shine on the curtain in the sky at night
Literary criticism
Writing is used to convey the truth
History is used to record events
The birds come out of the forest
p>Scare the snake into the grass
Use the foreign for China
Use the past for the present
The slightest difference
The difference is a thousand miles
p>There is a reason for holding on to it
It makes sense
Depressed and tragic
High-spirited and exciting
Unexpected
p>Within reason
The literary heart is as clear as water
The poem is as bold as the sky
The paper is full of absurd words
一Tears of bitterness
Feeling that the shape is similar
The body is complete and the spirit is complete
The pen falls to frighten the wind and god
The poem becomes weeping ghosts and gods
Looking at the shapes of mountains and rivers
Handwritten landscape gods
Looking at the mountains from a distance, they are colored
Listening to the sound of the water up close
Spring The flowers are still there
The birds are not surprised when people come
The poem expresses his aspirations
The song? His voice
Two lines and three Nian De
One chant and two tears
No restricted subject matter
The writer has a stand
Like a formation of clouds
As straight as an upside down? Hanging dew
Hanging like a long-lived withered vine
Like a frightened snake surging into the water
The article is elegant and unconventional
p>The romantic poetry has its own spirit
A brief recitation of the ancient and modern history of the country
The book of mountain scriptures written in gold and stone
Since the past, why has it been a sea of ??learning?
It is also like Sima in the Shiyuan
Poems have a clear and elegant style
The characters have no traces of vulgarity and are learned from birds
Be able to write poems with poetry Shutong political affairs
Natural Taoism begins to be popular
All the beauty of poetry comes from words
Yi Wei, who sees the truth in front of the painting
Friends If you want to paint, you need to be light
A mountain is like a paper, but it doesn't like the flat
Tiger's Tail
Chun Bing’s True Knowledge
A Great Article on Horse Shoes and Autumn Waters
Poetry Island Buddha is not Too Thin
Calligraphy Slope Immortal Doesn’t Prevent Fat
Many Reading essentials of paintings and poems
Listen to the sound of water while playing the guqin
The clouds in the mountains and rivers are like rain
The sun and the moon merge into the wall to form an article
Seek the traces of the past to be transformed
Wen Youzhenzong Jian is the god
Write the sun and the moon with a bright pen
Write the immortal text of thunder
Xiangruyi is worth a thousand pieces of gold
Qu Yuan's beauty will be passed down for generations
Su Shi sings the great river eastward
Liu Yong chants the dawn wind and the waning moon
The Dragon and the Snake Walking in Jiaxuan's Pen
The Wind and Thunder Roar Above Ding'an Inkstone
Shang Shu is the ancestor of prose
The Book of Songs is the beginning of poetry
The eyes are the windows to the soul
Books are the source of wisdom?