Zhang Wentao

At the gate, people live in a floating city, and restaurants in Ming Jiang are red.

I love Luzhou, but I love Luzhou. My fingers are cold and fragrant.

Sandalwood sails, and Liang Shi is everywhere.

General Xiao Li painted gold inlaid with jade and copied ancient Jiangyang sporadically.

Tan Pingshan is far away from the crowd, and the wine is green, red and blue.

There are only three or five sails, and there is no room for Jiangnan.

Linjiang immortals are rolling along the Yangtze River and disappearing eastward.

Yang Shen

The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes. Whether it is right and wrong or failure, it is empty now and has disappeared with the passage of time. Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets.

The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time. I met an old friend and had a drink. How many things in the past and how many times have been put into the conversation. Turn around, flip your hands, and make three points.

It is not easy for seniors to start a business.

There are no sages in future generations, and they always look back at the Chu Temple in the Han Tomb in the silence.

The sun is setting, river of no return. In the evening, today is the Ming dynasty, and suddenly youth has passed.

Romantic figures through the ages, how many heroes at one time. Enter the dragon, it's a joke.

Note: This poem is from Yang Shen, a native of Jiangyang.

Luzhou chaos

Lu you

In front of the Gaosi slope, the flames are soaring, and the blood is flowing downstairs in Nanding; There are dead people lying everywhere in the alley.

The state spans the southwest, and peace and fire spread every night; I'm afraid it includes gangrene and collapse, and the city is as strong as iron.

Never guard the border and be expected. Even if you are treacherous and angry, you will lose your life first.

Who is the victim today? I don't know my name until I die!

Luzhou Angel Rock is one mile south of the city and three feet deep, and its left sound has a spring.

Lu you

Diaodouyun Watanabe, guest boat sand mountain pavilion.

When the water rises, you are worried about the Three Gorges, and when the water is short, it is still a two-rock tour.

Jiao Jiao Yun Qi, the dragon, and the piano around the sofa.

Who knows if you will come to try tea with your guests when you are alive.

Nanding Building was caught in a sudden rain.

Lu you

I traveled all over Liangzhou to Yizhou and made another trip to Luzhou this year.

Jiangshan re-competes for eyes, and the wind and rain rush to the building.

People say that Zhu is a parting hole, and Yin Ge is the next Wu Zhou.

Tianya has a stable life and returns to the heart, but it looks awkward.

Four of Du Fu's 200 sentences: General Luzhou

wen tianxiang

Lost in the southwest, armor all over the sky.

A master is worried about disaster, and it is embarrassing to sigh.

New Year's Eve

Zhu De

The national defense force has changed, and the traffic police in the bonfire smoke shook.

Fortunately, the wine city was safe and sound, and another year passed.

Looking back at the army and remembering my hometown, it is cold in the wind, cold in the frost and cold in the snow.

Andrew helped drown in advance, and finally wrote about suppressing martial arts.

Sake mash

(Han)

Wu Tianyuan, the clouds are fluttering;

There is mash in southern Sichuan, and the fragrance is overflowing;

Moisten my heart when the stove is stewing;

Urged me to think calmly and put pen to paper.

Luzhou jihang

Du Fu

I met my old age on my way home since I became famous in the past.

Jiangshan shines brilliantly, and the ancient fortress city is purple.

On behalf of talented people, I will explore calligraphy, and I will tie strings and poems.

"I drank three cups and felt ashamed, but I couldn't thank my master."

Divert attention

Du Fu

Remember to pick lychees in Lurong, and the green maple reflects the stone.

In Beijing, I am used to your color, and the red one only knows its sweetness and sweetness.

Talking about the past, I gave Jiang Yang the tune of killing the land.

Lipper

Taber made the world, and Zhong Yong made waves. The breeze swings through the ages, and the traces are high with the stars.

Lu Shiying is arrogant. In ancient times, many kings held sacrifices, and Yue was Cao.

When he was a romantic teenager, Luo Jing wandered around. Yanling sword at the waist, jade belt bead robe.

I used to be a cockfighter, and I even extended five tombs. Invitation to cover up the organization, oh, I'm afraid of losing.

It can drive thousands of people, and the pommel horse is easy. Hurriedly clear the constitutional platform and take off the north gate.

Jiang was slaughtered, and the thorn tree was Lan Fang. Why is the gate solemn? Frost flies in May and Autumn.

Good birds choose wood to live in, and high talent will determine han tang. When I came back from the house, there were a row of silk tubes.

But it's a long way to go, and there's no reason to share the title. Lotus blooms in Jiangbei and Myrica rubra ripens in Jiangnan.

While drinking, Huai Xian was in his mind. Hang seats to meet the bright moon in the sea and take the wind to Changchuan.

Sell more Xinfeng headlands and boats full of beaches and streams. I met someone halfway to the door.

Laugh as drunk as a fiddler and have fun for life.

Huanxisha night drink

Su Shi

Good wine smells from southern Sichuan.

Invite the bright moon to get drunk among the flowers.

It's especially uncomfortable not to enjoy three cups.

The night dew is cool and mixed with music.

Qingshan is poor in cassia twig and cold

Gaze at the jade pot room.

Father Duyin Qi Bo Qin Qin Chu

Wang Shizhen

The bright moon gives birth to a harp, like smelling frost.

Where do apes make sounds? Stay in Jiangyang tonight.

There are also Bayu songs, which can touch the passengers' skirts.

LAM Raymond Road is far ahead, and the leaves are like xiaoxiang.

Note: Yin means the ancestor of China's poetry, and is said to be from Jiangyang, an ancient Shu country.

I sent you two songs because of my trip to the army and the meeting between Suizhou and Mr. Pei.

Zheng Gu

Who will answer the question: climb to the top of the mountain, what do immortals do, cover the bar with clouds, stay away from China,

Shade into the river and into the wild boat. The yellow bird cries in the evening and worries about the rain, while the green plum falls in the smoke early.

I don't know a few southbound songs, which have been passed down to Bayer for generations.

What's the difference between snow and flowers in Xie Meng? When you get divorced, you get old, and when you retire completely, you get lonely.

I'll go south again. When the lychee is ripe in spring, I'll go to Chongqing.

The spring scenery in Lu Chuan Cup is good.

Wei Zhuang

The spring in the Luchuan Cup is good,

Poetry and books are full of books.

A pot of sake,

At this time, my heart turned confused.

Oriole, don't be jealous,

Branches like sumo.

Drunk, lying in the sun,

Milling, I am the most stupid.

After passing through Anle Mountain, I heard that there are characters similar to Taoist seal script on the leaves of Muye.

This mountain is Zhang Daoling's residence. Two songs

Su Dongpo

Shi Tian went to know where it was,

The jade seal has been handed down from generation to generation.

The descendants of the old country are still dead today.

Autumn leaves are all over the mountain.

Real people are immortal, and external desires are empty.

I also have a good name, writing gobbledygook all over the tree.

Luzhou

Yang Shen

You came to Busan,

I said Jiangkou;

Instead of look at that flowers in the street,

Drink small city wine.

Nanye Dingyin

Yang Shen

In front of Nanding Building, there are green grass.

There is little dust under the litchi tree.

Sanlu's name has been wrong for a long time.

Two waters will meet two Tianjin.

Qing ruohai merchant ship collection,

Prostitutes in red are in full swing.

Feelings don't destroy numbers,

Why not light candles on a beautiful night?

Litchi book brocade

Yang Shen

Water mirror pill reflects crimson gauze sac, whose name was once heard by eighteen niangs. Make a brocade into a forest, recite it, and embroider it for the king.

Jade pot wine China has a banquet, and the round fans are fragrant and cool at noon. Wu Ji gave it a delicate hand with a smile. Why should the gold plate recommend betel nut?

In my dream, Jiangyang Litchi Dan felt colder on my pillow. Lazy said to the idiot, find a way to find old love in the cup!

Lengxi and Jane tasted a little drink.

Yang Shen

Don't consider the length of a beautiful song,

Deng Hua is relatively disgraced.

Jiangyang wine is as ripe as brocade,

Who will get drunk after parting?

Shi Yingzhi's praise

Huang tingjian

Meishan history should respond, love wine and be funny.

Laugh at vulgarity.

Sima Cao De, everything is fine.

Oriental drama shocked the Han Dynasty.

Poverty leads to virtue, while attainment leads to prosperity.

Heaven and earth are integrated, and those who don't glue are outstanding.

Should be old, like a fool.

Jiang 'an is short of food, but Jiangyang is full of wine.

The king of drama, laity, offering the stone.

Huang tingjian

There are nine days in the Antarctic week,

Burying light and shadow into the river.

Going to Leshan is a public matter.

Begging and death are like dark throwing.

Tieluchuan county government building

Tang Geng

A hundred catties of yellow perch will spoil jade, and thousands of families will burn chardonnay with red wine.

Yugan ferry boat, people under litchi forest.

Xie Ren sent her determination to Luzhou Normal School.

Wentong

There are guests in the mountains, and the letter from Lu Nan is attached to the cloud.

I received a letter as soon as I opened the door. I was happy and stingy.

There are seals on the four corners of Junlian Baolizi.

When a child caught a glimpse of it, the group stood like an array.

Compared with others, it is difficult to recognize this beautiful fruit.

Cut each other open and see, ruddy.

Everyone grabs it and fights for it.

Greed is what you get, shame never asks.

Noisy smell, chewing for a while.

Empty skins and cores, messy into simmering embers.

Answer Wen Xiaoquan and thank you for giving Laojiao famous wine.

Zhang

Spring breeze helps Guluyang again.

Ask the experts and the water side again

Leisure and Pu Mei's Reading aloud

As good as Yao Nai's article.

It's hard to admire fame in the early years.

I can't forget the chaos.

For 300 years, famous wines have been treated well.

But gradually settle old scores.