Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light.
Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon.
Looking down, I feel nostalgic.
Robin Wang's Ode to Goose
Goose, goose, goose
Xiang Tiange.
White hair floating green water,
The red palm clears the waves.
Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
I wonder how many flowers have been broken.
Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Yellowbird House"
The white sun sets behind the mountain.
And oceans drain the golden river.
In order to take in everything at a glance
Walk up a flight of stairs
Bai Juyi's Grass
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
There are thousands of waters in Qian Shan, but the last bird flies over.
All roads lead to extinction.
Lonely boat and an old man in a Juncus cloak and hat.
Fishing in a lonely boat
Li Shangyin's Le You Tomb
Feeling uncomfortable and listless at dusk,
I drove my chariot to an ancient height.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful.
It's just that it's close to night now.
Look at Li Bai's Lushan Waterfall
Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke,
Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of Sichuan.
Flying down from 3,000 feet,
It's been nine days since I suspected that the Milky Way had set.
Meng Jiao's Wandering Son
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
"Early Baidu City" by Li Bai
Say goodbye to Bai Di,
Thousands of miles in Jiangling, one day.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait kept crying.
The canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
Wang Changling's Out of the Fortress
Bright moon in Qin dynasty, bright moon in Han dynasty.
The Long March hasn't come back yet.
But Dragon City will fly in,
Don't teach Huma to cross Yinshan Mountain.
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