Hanging on the precipice, the pine trees withered and leaned down, leaving only the sunset and Qi Fei. Surrounded by endless mountains and endless water, the west wind is full of autumn. The night was quiet, and the moon shadow in Yun Fan was very low, which brought me into Xiaoxiang painting.
wine
About wine, I asked about the geometry of life and was killed by the ruthless sun and moon. I was refined into an intra-abdominal elixir, and my heart was inflamed. Gourd is drunk, and I am idle. Wan Jin entered DaSong, and everyone around him laughed at me.
Avoid the summer heat.
To avoid inflammation, you frequently call it a bamboo couch and wrap it in black gauze when it is cool and lazy. In the Liu Yin, under the shade of trees, the ice sinks and pumpkins fall. Will benefit from Chu Shi's home article and wake up in the afternoon.
Juzi
Say goodbye to hard work and praise Ronghua Fengge Dragon House. Take off your clothes, tie a ribbon, and jump to the dragon gate to take the lead. Today, if a man succeeds in autumn, he will be blessed with palace flowers and royal wine.
Sigh the world
Dust blowing, hemp brocade and cloth robe help Jiangshan wine become a poet. Gan Kun is a duckling on the water, a caged bird in the sun and the moon, and laments his youth several times. A broken house is still in Zita Law, and a white-haired man is old.
be in vogue
Dance low clusters of crimson yarn, and sing red teeth. Golden orange green, silver duck burning red wax, better than cold Zhai gossip. I was even more drunk when I first got home, and I don't remember who helped the horse.
Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival
Qiu Guang painted a screen with cold silver candles. The pavilion at night was quiet and the sky was blue. Spider silk embroidery needle, dragon musk burning jinding, the world celebrates Chinese Valentine's Day. Lying watching morning glory and Vega, the moon turns to the shadow of buttonwood.
Double Ninth Festival
Poems on the red leaves make it resist the emotional baggage, and people in chrysanthemums lie in the songs upstairs. Thousands of miles away, the sky is thin, the moon is far away and the mountains are narrow, and the season of a yellow flower is full of cold scenery. Who wants to teach white clothes to deliver wine?
yield to
The south painted halberd with fragrance, and the north Mangshan was rotten and buried. The situation in ancient and modern times has changed, the sun and the moon have been abolished, and the fame and fortune have been idle, and the high opinion of officials is very poor, which is not included in the Kirin painting.
Stay idle at home
When it rains, melons will be planted at the boundary, and when it is dry, water will be diverted to water hemp. * * * A few Tian She Weng, say a few words from the banker, and live a life of clay pot wine. Drunk and dry, let him sleep in the breeze.
Just out of the green mountains, I came to the bamboo fence hut early. The wild flowers are open, the village wine trough is crowded, and the direct food is not picked up. Shan Tong, who was drunk, didn't persuade us, and the white girl put yellow flowers in the chaos.
Learn to plant melons in front of Shaopingpo and pick flowers from deep hedges. Rotate and cut the lotus pond, erect the teacup stand high, and make tea when bored, Shi Ding. Nothing more than happiness locks the spirit.
Thoughts of love
The bee is stuffed with honey, and the drizzle is swallowed with mud. Snowflakes are flying, peach blossoms are raining, and cuckoos sound like spring. Even if you send a new poem, the doctor should not miss the sick body.
Lu Zhi (1242- 13 14), the word is old; No. Shuzhai, also known as Artemisia. A native of Zhuo Jun County (now Zhuoxian County, Hebei Province) in Yuan Dynasty. In the fifth year of Zhiyuan (1268), he was a scholar and served as a cheap visiting ambassador and a bachelor of Hanlin. Poetry and prose are as famous as Liu Yin and Yao Sui, and they are also called "Liuliu" and "Yao Lu". He has contacts with Bai Pu, Ma Zhiyuan and Zhu Lianxiu. Sanqu now has only a few orders left. He is the author of Collection of Study (Lost), Wen Xin Xuan Ji and Purpose of Articles, with 20 pieces handed down from ancient times/kloc-0. Some write about mountains, some write poems about life, and more are "homesickness" to express nostalgia for the old country. Today, there is an anthology of Lu Shuzhai, and a poem is recorded in Yolanda's Sanqu. Lu Zhi
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky. -Tang Li Bai's "One Night Mountain Temple" One Night Mountain Temple
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.
Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky. Ji You, 100 An ancient poem about early education. A lonely swan flew from the sea and landed in a puddle where it refused to condescend. It nests in pearl poplars, snoops and asks about green birds. Aren't you afraid of the threat of a sling perched on such a high branch? Good clothes make people point, and high climbers go against God's will. Bird hunters will yearn for me in vain, because I roam in the infinite sky! -Zhang Jiuling's "Twelve Emotions, the Fourth" in the Tang Dynasty
A lonely swan flew from the sea and landed in a puddle that it didn't want to condescend to.
It nests in pearl poplars, snoops and asks about green birds.
Aren't you afraid of the threat of a sling perched on such a high branch?
Good clothes make people point, and high climbers go against God's will.
Bird hunters will yearn for me in vain, because I roam in the infinite sky! There are 300 Tang poems, which are about birds, people and feelings. The philosophy of life is good, but the road to happiness is difficult. Since ancient times, traitors have retreated. White clouds return to the mountains, and birds know that they are still there. Think of them, it is better to climb the fishing rod on the bank of Panxi River. -I don't know the palace tune by George in Yuan Dynasty.
Fengnianle
Times are hard, temples are spotted, and ancient traitors retire. White clouds return to the mountains, and birds know that they are still there. Think of them, it is better to climb the fishing rod on the bank of Panxi River.