Nanxiangzi went to the entrance of Beijing, Gu Beiting Huai, Niannujiao Liu Shudong Village Wall, Mink Song's first words were Yangzhou and Renyun, Langtaosha Mountain Temple, He Bridegroom, He Bridegroom bid farewell to the twelve brothers of Mao Family, and Ruan Langgui Leiyang Road promoted Zhang Chu's official position.
1, "Jade Case Yuan"
Thousands of trees are blooming and stars are everywhere in the east night. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Just as the spring breeze blows away thousands of silver flowers, it falls like stars all over the sky. The floats pulled by BMW are all strange smells, and the people who come to see the lights are rich. Melodious flutes echoed everywhere, the bright moon gradually tilted to the west, and the fish and dragons lanterns danced happily, and they were not sleepy all night.
Women are dressed as jade and flowers, and moths and snow willows have been stuck in their heads, laughing and walking all the way. I looked for her anxiously, but I couldn't find her in the crowd a thousand times. Suddenly I turned around and inadvertently found her in a place with sparse lights.
2. "Get out of the queue and give Zhuang Yan Chen Tongfu a gift."
Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn. Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. It's in vain.
In a drunken dream, I lit an oil lamp to look at my sword, and I went back to that year in a trance, and horns came and went in various military camps. Distribute roast beef to subordinates and let musical instruments play magnificent military music to boost morale. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn. Horses run like horses, bows and arrows are thundering. 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!
3, "Yong Yule Jingkou Gubeiting Nostalgia"
It is difficult to find a hero like Sun Quan after the history of the country. The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time. The setting sun shines on the grassland covered with grass and trees. People say that this was once the place where Emperor Wu of Song lived. Looking back, how powerful he was when he led the Northern Expedition and recovered lost ground!
However, Li Liu Yi Long, the son of Liu Wang Yilong, was a great success and made a swift northern expedition. Instead, he made the Northern Wei Emperor Wu Tuoba fly south and returned to the north bank of the Yangtze River, which was severely hit by his opponent. I have been back to the south for forty-three years, and I still remember the war scenes in Yangzhou. Looking back, there was a crow club drum under the beaver temple. Who will ask, how is Lian Po's appetite when he is old?
Sun Zhongmou, the hero of the separatist regime, has disappeared. Both the prosperous stage and the charm of the hero are always blown away by the relentless wind and rain. The grass trees seen in the sunset, the streets and alleys of ordinary people, people say that slaves once lived. In the past, he commanded a powerful and sophisticated military force, and swallowed his words, which was even more powerful.
How reckless Emperor Yuanjia was, trying to establish immortal feats, only to flee for his life in a hurry, and the pursuers in the north shed countless tears. I still remember forty-three years ago, I fought on the smoke-filled Yangzhou Road. Looking back is really unbearable. Under Tuoba Tao's palace, the crow's cry responded to the noisy club drum. Who will ask, is General Lian Po as strong as before when he is old?
4. Ugly slave, the middle wall of Shuboshan Road
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the floor, fall in love with the floor, and talk about sorrow for giving new words. Now I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it, but I want to talk about it, but it is a cool autumn.
When I was a teenager, I didn't know what sorrow was. I liked to climb tall buildings when I was free. I like climbing tall buildings, but I have to say that I am worried that I can't write new words. Now that I have tasted sadness, I wanted to say it but didn't say it. Want to say sorrow instead of sorrow, but say "autumn is crisp!" " "
5. "Shui Long Yin Deng Jian Kang Yi Qing Ge"
In autumn, the south is empty and desolate, the river flows with the sky, and autumn is even more boundless. Seeing the mountains in the distance will only cause me sadness and resentment at the end of the country. These mountains are like a hairpin and a spiral coil on a woman's head. The sun in the west leans against this floor, and geese are barking in the distant sky. I am wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, homesick for a wanderer. I look at this precious sword, I hold the railing upstairs, and no one understands the mind I am building now.
Don't say chop up the perch to cook delicious food. When the west wind blows it, I wonder if that one has come back? People like Xu Si who only buy land for themselves should be ashamed to see Liu Bei who is brilliant and complete in these two aspects. Unfortunately, time passes like running water. I'm really worried about the country's ups and downs. As Huan Wen said, the trees have grown so much! I beg someone to invite those girls who sing in red and green to wipe away the tears of the hero's frustration for me!
The vast chutian is full of sad autumn colors, and the Yangtze River water dies with the sky, and the autumn colors are boundless. Looking at the mountains and rivers in the north, it seems that they are all conveying sorrow, just like Jasper hairpin and spiral steamed stuffed bun. When the sun sets, the setting sun hangs on the tower, and the wanderer is depressed in the sad cry of the lonely goose. Wu Gou played all over the nine-curved railings, and no one noticed my heart overlooking the upstairs.
The bass meat in my hometown is fine and delicious, not to mention. Although the autumn wind blows all over the body, I wonder if Zhang has come back? I don't want Xu Yun to be selfish. It would be ashamed to meet Liu Bei, who is talented and atmospheric. It's a pity that all the good times are wasted, and the country is in troubled times, so are the trees. How can people not be old? Can someone call the enthusiastic singer in greensleeves with the red scarf? Wipe away the tears when the hero loses his ambition for me.
6. "Xijiang bright moon sends happiness"
It takes time to laugh when you are drunk. Recently, I began to feel that ancient books are completely useless. Matsumoto was drunk last night and asked Matsumoto how drunk I was. I only doubt that I will come to help when I am loose and push away with my hand.
When you are drunk, you will laugh for a while, how can you be scared all day? I feel it useless to believe in ancient books recently. I was drunk by the pine tree last night and asked Song, "How drunk am I?" I suspected that the pine branches were dangling to save me, so I quickly pushed them with my hands and said, "Go!" "
7, "Bodhisattva Man, Book Jiangxi Mouth Wall"
How many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of Qingjiang River in Yugutai. Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains.
Yugutai dived into the Ganjiang River, and there were many tears of pedestrians in the water. I look up at Chang 'an in the northwest, but unfortunately I only see countless green hills. But how can Qingshan stop the river? After all, the river will still flow eastward. As the sun sets, I am full of sadness and hear the chirping of partridges in the mountains.
8. partridge sky, prime of life, waving flags
Some guests talk about fame generously because they miss the current affairs of teenagers and just have fun. When I was young, I took 10,000 soldiers and elite cavalry and spent too much time with them. Jinmen soldiers are preparing quiver at night, and our Han army shoots arrows at the enemy's mother-in-law early in the morning. Recalling the past and lamenting myself today, the spring breeze can't dye my white beard black. I think these tens of thousands of words can pacify Jin's strategy and exchange people from the east for the book of trees.
A guest talked passionately about becoming famous, so he recalled his boyhood and wrote the word with a game mentality. I thought that in my youth, I used flags to command thousands of troops. The soldiers crossed the river with bright armour, bravely killed the enemy and broke through the enemy's flank. Enemy soldiers are frightened, take precautions, and sleep in the night. Our army became bolder and sharpened its knives. In the morning, all the arrows were fired at the enemy's lair.
Recalling the past, I can't calm my tumbling emotions, sighing today, but I can't help complaining. Although spring breeze can dye everything in the world green, it cannot dye it black. How sad it is to have a white beard. The grand strategy of national rejuvenation was ignored, so I had to change books for my neighbors and learn to plant trees and grass.
9. Moonlit Night on the West River in Huangsha Road
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
The bright moonlight woke up the magpies perched on the branches, and the midnight breeze brought cicadas in the distance. There is a fragrance of rice in the rice fields, and frogs are singing the harvest year. Sparse starlight is shining on the horizon, and there is a little drizzle in front of the mountain. I wanted to take shelter from the rain in the stream and turned a corner on the small bridge. Suddenly I saw the familiar old Maodian on the edge of the jungle next to the Earth Temple.
Qingpingle Village Residence 10
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it? The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
The eaves of the hut are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Wu dialect, slightly drunk, sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose is that old man with white hair? The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off the lotus just picked.