Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

& lt Mochow has no bosom friend in the road ahead, and the whole world doesn't know you. & gt

Du Shaofu was appointed as Shuchuan.

Bo Wang

Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.

When sending Yuan Er to Anxi

Wang Wei

Weicheng is drizzling,

The guest rooms are green and willow.

I advise you to drink more wine,

There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.

Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu to take up his post.

Bo Wang

Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.

Why linger at the fork in the road, the child is stained with towels.

A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Cen Can

The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.

Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. [ 1]

It enters the pearl shutters, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, and a cotton pad is thin.

The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.

The unfathomable ice in the sand sea, gloomy clouds and Wan Li condensation.

But let's drink to the guest who came home from the camp and play the savage pipa, guitar and harp for him.

Until dusk, when the snow collapsed our tent, our frozen red flag could not fly in the wind.

We watched him walk eastward through the wheel tower door and enter the snowdrift on Tianding Road.

Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.

Chen Liang shui Diao ge tou

Send Zhang demao and Qing to master Lu.

I haven't seen Nanshi for a long time, saying that the North Mission is empty.

Hand on the spot, give it back to me after all.

Laughing at Ambassador China, like a river, still only flows eastward.

When I return to the dome, I will go to Water Street.

Yao's capital, Shun's land, Yu's fief,

There should be a half-disgraced minister.

Wan Li's gamey smell is so much, and the eternal spirit is there. When will it be there?

Why did Hu Yun ask? What day is among them.

Zhang Gan Yuan He Xinlang

Send Hu Bangheng to NSW.

Dream around Shenzhou Road, melancholy-the autumn wind draws corners, and the Forbidden City leaves the millet.

At its root, Kunlun is dominant, and nine foxes are turbulent.

God's will is never difficult to ask, but it is easy to say that you are sad when you are old.

More Nanpu, farewell.

The willow trees on the cool shore heat up the summer. More diarrhea river, the stars are thin and the moon is thin, and the clouds are slightly broken.

I know where to turn around and talk in bed.

If the goose doesn't come, the book becomes a book.

Cao Kener hates you. Xiubai listens to gold thread.

Xin Qiji's magnolia is slow

At the dinner table, Zhang Zhonggu is handsome and far-reaching.

Hanzhong started his business in the Han Dynasty. Is this the right place?

We should point our swords at Sanqin and the glory of the king and return to the East after World War I. 。

After death, I can't see today, and the mountains and rivers are full of tears.

The setting sun is broken and the west wind is empty.

A book is the teacher of the emperor, trying to explore the west.

More-leave in a hurry, hurry on the road, worry about the banner.

You missed me. Looking back, Zhenjiang Shadow Goose first flew.

Andrew's wheel has four corners, so it is difficult to reduce the waist.

Zuo Si's Eight Poems about Epics

Write poems about history

The bottom of the gloomy ravine is loose, leaving seedlings on the mountain.

One inch in diameter, which can cover the 100 feet.

The world is tall and handsome.

Because of the terrain, the origin is not once.

Zhang Jin was born in the old Shang Dynasty, a seven-leaf marten.

Feng Gong is not great, but he doesn't know what to do with his white head.

Youzhou tower

Chen Ziang

Never before, never after.

I miss the vastness of heaven and earth, and I cry alone.

Climb the Phoenix Terrace from Nanjing.

Lipper

Phoenix, which used to play here, named this place after them, but now it has given up and came to this desolate river.

The path of the Wu Palace is crooked, and the golden clothes are old and dusty.

Three mountains and a half fall out of the sky, like this Egret Island divides water.

A cloud rises between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart.

Eight arrays

Du Fu

The divided three countries are bound by his greatness, and the Eight Faces Castle is built on his reputation.

Next to this ever-changing river stands a stone, which is the sadness that he never conquered Wu.

Wuyi lane

Liu Yuxi

There are many weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.

In the old society, Wang thanked Yan and flew into the homes of ordinary people.

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Liu Yuxi's Old-time Thought of West Fort

Since Wang Jun brought his towering ship down from Yizhou, the ghost of the royal family has languished in Nanjing.

Chihiro's iron lock sank to the bottom of the river and a stone fell out.

The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river.

It is the day when the China world is unified. The ancient fortress is full of ruins and autumn reeds.

Debai

Xiao Sheng pharynx, Qin E dream broken Qin Louyue.

Qin Louyue, the annual willow color, Baling farewell.

Music Park Scenic Area Clear Autumn Festival, Xianyang Ancient Road is silent.

The sound of dust is dead, the west wind still shines, and the Han tomb is lost.

Wang Anshi Cinnamomum cassia twig

It's late autumn, and it's still early in this ancient country.

Thousands of miles of rivers are like practice, and Qingfeng is like a cluster.

Sail back to the sunset, the west wind is at the back, and the wine flag is inclined.

The colorful boat is cloudy, and the Milky Way heron rises, which is difficult to draw.

Miss the bustling competition in the past, sigh outside the door, and worry and hate constantly.

Throughout the ages, share weal and woe.

The past of the Six Dynasties is like running water, cold smoke fades and grass turns green.

Today, business women still sing from time to time, leaving a legacy in the backyard.

Su Shi nian nu jiao

Dajiangdong is a romantic figure through the ages.

To the west of the humanistic base is Red Cliff in Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang.

Rocks go through the air, waves lap the shore and roll up thousands of piles of snow.

Picturesque mountains and rivers, there are many heroes at one time.

Back in Gong Jin, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. She was very beautiful.

Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes.

Wandering in the old country, I am full of enthusiasm and was born early.

Life is like a dream, and a statue returns to the moon.

Jiang Kui is always happy.

The Rhyme of Gu Beilou in Ci Jia Xuan

Clouds are separated from the building, and the moss is very stone. Where are people going?

Riding autumn smoke several times, a cold and summer tide came and went through the ages.

Your heart is there, the cliff is green, and you are struggling to defend the north gate.

There is a difference between wine and drinks. The banners are embroidered with bears and tigers.

Zhuge, a senior, came here and rewarded him with three words.

Outside the building, Gao Jiang passed out. He knew Zhengxi Road.

The Central Plains is the home of the elderly in China, and the Golden Drum in Changhuai is in the south.

Ask Yi Yi if the willow planted at that time is still there.

Luo Yin's Bees

Whether it's flat or mountain top,

Infinite scenery is occupied.

After the flowers are collected into honey,

Hard for whom, sweet for whom.

Wen is even more leaking.

Jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial according to painting hall Qiu Si.

The eyebrows are thin and the temples are thin, the temples are clouded, and the nights are long and the pillows are cold.

Buttonwood, it rains in the middle of the night, and the love that never leaves is bitter.

A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

Sushi Shuilongyin

As beautiful as a flower, it is still like a flower, and no one regrets falling from teaching.

On the road from home, I thought, heartless and thoughtful.

Hurt my heart, sleepy, want to open and want to close.

Dream-Wan Li in the wind, looking for a place to go, and-also called the warbler.

Don't hate this flower flying away, hate-the west garden is hard to compose.

When it rained, it disappeared.

Spring is divided into three parts, dust and running water.

In detail, it seems that it is not a small flower, but a tear.

Farewell (outside the pavilion)

Koichi

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green,

The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.

Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered.

A ladle of muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.

Five, two, three farewell to Yangguan.

Say goodbye to you in tears,

How many spring and autumn songs are gone?

Watching Jun Jun all day,

Just watch the sunset slanting.

Say goodbye to you in tears,

What can I do with grief?

In my dream, I told Jun Jun not to talk.

I woke up empty.

Say goodbye to you in tears,

Loneliness is not a hero.

Where will Mingyue go with Jun Jun?

The mountains are towering all the way.

Feng Zeyi sent Gong Yan and Du Fu with four rhymes.

This is where your comrades must leave you, and the green hills are on an empty stomach.

I wonder, when can we lift our cups again and walk on the moon like we did last night? .

This area is whispering goodbye to a man who has been in power for three times.

Jiangcun's home was lonely and became the last loneliness.

Distant friends bring distant land closer.

Famous sayings of past dynasties

A gift for Wang Lun.

Li Bai will want to travel by boat,

Suddenly I heard singing on the shore.

Peach Blossom Lake is deep in thousands of feet,

Not as good as Wang Lun.

Lakeside temple at dawn

After all, in mid-June,

The scenery is different from that at four o'clock.

Lotus leaves are infinitely green,

Lotus flowers that reflect sunlight are different in color.

The wind in spring, the fragrance in the daytime —— Three ancient poems "Dancing Songs" by Jin Yuefu

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! -Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. -Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights"

Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters. -Miffy Mid-Autumn Festival "Looking at the Moon"

The shade is quiet, and the solitary flowers show spring. -Wei Wuying, "You Kaiyuan Jing She"

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond. -Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer"

Warm wind gives birth to wheat on sunny days, and green grass wins flowers. -Wang Anshi's "Early Summer is Things"

Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. -Zhao Shixiu's About

Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. -Lu you's quatrains in early summer

I want to rely on the quiet scene at night to participate in this meditation. -Xie Lingyun's "Entering Peng Li Hukou"

Warm spring urges warblers to sing, and duckweed in the clear sun is dark in color. -Du Fu's "Looking at Lu Cheng's Spring Tour in Jinling"

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. -He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow

In February and March, Xianyang, Gongliu Jinzhi. -Li Bai's "Antique"

If the spring grass is affectionate, the mountains are still green. -Li Bai's Golden Gate Answers Su Xiucai

The mountain road is separated from the clouds by dust, and the spring scenery has a long history like Qingxi. -Liu Shenxu's "Quetta"

Susu tidbits are late, flying lycopene is light. -Du Fu's Spring Festival travel rush craze

The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven. -Early spring in the east of Juyuan Yang.

The Yangtze River is green in spring and lotus leaves are as big as money. -Zhang Ji's "Spring Biequ"

Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees. -Han Yu's Chun Xue

Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention. -Han Yu's Late Spring

The vicissitudes of nature make flowers wither, spring has passed, green leaves are lush, fruits are heavy, and it is almost the harvest season. -Du Mu's Painful Poems

Full of shade, shining in the green waves. -Wang Ya's "Spring Tour Song"

Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. -Du Fu's quatrains

The east wind has arrived, and the Green Lake has gone up the mountain. -Qiu Wei's "Farmer's Father Lu She"

Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh. -Liu's jathyapple

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

The wind is weak and the willows are urging, and Lin Qingjue is waiting for flowers. -Lu Yi "When you return to Taiwan at the end of the year, city of hope will become a slogan, and give it to your loved ones first."

It's snowing outside, Qian Shan is green, and the riverside in February is in full bloom. -Ouyang Xiu's "Spring West Lake Grass Evil Song".

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. -Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Affordable"

Grass is low, golden city is foggy, and Yumen is under the wind. -Fan Yun's "Don't Poetry"

The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a day. -Wang Wei's Letter to Pei Di from My Cabin in Wangchuan

The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce. -Wang Wei's Two Missing Poems in the Mountain

The plane tree leaves in Jinjingbian are yellow, and the night pearl curtain is not rolled out to see the frost. -Wang Changling's Five Poems of Long Letter and Autumn.

The cold pool reflects Bai Yue, and the autumn rain grows moss. -Liu Changqing's "You Xiu Zen Master Shuangfeng Temple"

At dusk in Huang Yun, birds fly high in the sky, and in autumn, the trees are very cold. -Du Fu's Late Autumn, Changsha Cai Wufeng gave a royal banquet to send Liu Yin to join the army and return to Fengzhou Province.

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. -Bai Juyi's "Mu Jiang Yin"

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. -Li Bai's Looking at Lushan Waterfall

The far shore is white in autumn, and the distant mountains are red in night. -Du Fu's Five Poems of Akita

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. -Wang Zhihuan's "Denghe Quelou"

Changfeng blows cogongrass rhizome, and wild fire withers mulberry. -Cen Can's "Send the Lord of Kuangcheng to the Girder"

The autumn wind moves in Wan Li, and the setting sun is yellow. -Cen Can's "Gongbei Qiuxing sends Cui Mingyun"

The rain is green and the frost garden has many red leaves. -Bai Juyi's Sima Zhai

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

How many violets depend on each other and hate each other, looking back at the west wind for a while. -Du Mu occasionally wrote two questions in Qi 'an County.

Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a red candle and fanned a small fan to drive away fireflies. -Mutu's autumn night

A night of violet frost shearing made him lose the autumn rain. -Guess "two accidental questions"

You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green. -Su Shi's To Liu Jingwen

You don't have to go home when you meet, and Huang Die will be sad tomorrow. -Su Shi's "Nine Days of Rhyme and Princes"