The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Don Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

"Absent notes" Tang Jiadao

When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs." However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .

"Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

"Meet Li Guinian in the River" Don Du Fu

In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.

"Full Moon Philip Burkart" Don Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

Du Fu in Tang Dynasty

"Two orioles sing green willows, egrets sky-high." Outside my window is the snowy Western Hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

"Jiang Xue" Tang Liu Zongyuan

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Recalling Jiangnan Tang Bai Juyi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar. Make it at sunrise, the river is better than fire. This river is as green as blue in spring. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Don Li Shen, a compassionate farmer.

In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. Farmers who are idle all over the world still starve to death.

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

Caotang Bai Juyi

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.

Ode to Goose Don Robin Wang

Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange. White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.

Jiang Nan Chun Tang Du Mu

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Five-year-old singer Tang (Chen)

Flowers are full of trees and red, and flowers are empty. Only one child is pregnant, and the wind will be good tomorrow.

Qingming Tang Du Mu

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Tang Zhangji of a night-mooring near maple bridge

Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. Hanshan Temple, outside Gusu City, sings to passenger ships in the middle of the night.

The Wandering Son Tang Mengjiao

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. But how much love there is in that inch-long grass, have you got three rays of spring?

"Bird Song Stream" Tang

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

The Yellow Crane Tower Farewell Meng Haoran to Yangzhou Don Li Bai

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

The Yuan Dynasty sent two envoys to Kansai to meet Tang Wangwei.

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.

Tang Li Bai sees Lushan Waterfall.

The incense burner in the sunshine raises purple smoke, and the waterfall in the distance hangs in Qianchuan. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

Acacia Tang

Red bean trees grow in the south, and they will grow many branches in spring. I hope you will take more trouble. This is a symbol of our love.

Looking at Tianmen Mountain Don Li Bai

The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.

Don Wang Changling's Seizure

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. But make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain.

"Early Baidu City" Tang Li Bai

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

Tang Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night

Look at the moonlight in front of the bed, will it have frost? . Looking up at the mountains and the moon, and sinking again, I suddenly remembered home.

"To Wang Lun" Don Li Bai

Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

"Homecoming Book" Tang He Zhang Zhi

Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from.