Read the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Jingwei holds a tiny tree and will fill the sea.

Xingtian dances with relatives, and the strong will is always there.

There is no need to worry about the same things, and there will be no regrets when they are gone.

It’s just a matter of time and again, good times are waiting for you.

Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Kuafu has great ambitions and is racing against the sun.

When we all arrived at the foot of Yuyuan, it seemed like there was no victory or defeat.

The divine power is so wonderful that it is enough to overwhelm the river!

The remaining traces are sent to Deng Lin, but the merit is behind him.

Read the Classic of Mountains and Seas

The rocks show the dynasty and the market, and the emperor uses his talents with caution.

Why abolish *** Gun? Chonghua is here.

Zhongfu offered his sincere words, but Mr. Jiang made a guess.

It’s too late to complain about hunger and thirst!

Return to the garden and live in the fields

There are few people and things in the wild, and there are few martingales in the back streets.

The sun covers the thorns, and the empty room is empty of dust.

At that time, in the middle of the ruins, people were pulling weeds and coming and going.

When we meet, there are no words, but the road is long.

The days of mulberry and maize have been long, and the days of my soil have been broad.

I am often afraid of the frost coming, and the grass will be scattered and scattered.

Returning to the garden and living in the fields

There is no customary charm, and nature loves hills and mountains.

I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years.

The tame birds miss the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss their old abyss.

Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the countryside.

The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.

The elms and willows are shaded behind the starlings, and the peach and plum blossoms are in front of the hall.

The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins.

Dogs bark in the deep alleys, and roosters crow at the top of the mulberry trees.

The courtyard is clean of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure.

After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.

Return to the garden and live in the fields

At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, there are few bean seedlings in the grass.

In the morning, I clean up the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.

The road is narrow, the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes;

It is not a pity to touch my clothes, but my wish is true.

At the beginning of spring in Guimao, I cherish the ancient farmhouse

My ancestors have taught me to worry about the road but not the poverty. [1]

Looking forward is hard to catch, but turning to desire will lead to constant diligence. [2][3]

Bing Lei is happy about current affairs, and he explains his beauty and persuades the farmers. [4]

Pingchou is far away from the wind, and good seedlings are also full of new ideas. [5][6]

Although I haven’t measured my achievements over the years, I am glad that there are many things going on. [7][8]

Plowing sometimes takes a break, and travelers pay no attention to it. [9]

The sun comes in and we return together, and the pot of pulp works for our neighbors.

The long wall covers the firewood gate, and we are the people of Longmu. [10]

Prepared elegy words

How vast are the weeds, and the poplars are also swaying.

Severe frost sent me out of the suburbs in mid-September.

There is no one living on all sides, and there are high tombs. [1]

The horse is raising its head to the sky and roaring, and the wind is depressed.

Once the secluded room is closed, it will never return to the court for a thousand years. [2]

There will be no dynasty for a thousand years, and the wise will have nothing to do.

We always give each other away and return each to his own home. [3]

Relatives may be sad, but others may also sing. [4]

What is the way to die? The body is supported by the same mountain. [5]

Prepared elegy words

Every life must lead to death, and premature death is not dictated by fate.

We were both human beings yesterday, but now we are in Guilu.

Where is the soul energy scattered? The dead shape sends empty wood.

My beloved son cries for his father, and my dear friend caresses me while I cry.

It is impossible to know what is gained or lost, how can one be aware of right and wrong?

After thousands of years, who knows the honor and disgrace.

Prepared elegiac words

In the past, there was no wine to drink, but now there is only a glass of wine in the sky.

Spring mash produces floating ants, when can we taste it again?

The food table is full of food in front of me, and my relatives cry next to me.

If you want to speak, your mouth will have no sound, and if you want to see, your eyes will be dull.

I used to sleep in Gaotang, but now I stay in Huangcao Township.

There is no one sleeping in the weeds, and the sky is vast.

Once you go out, it’s still late at night when you come back.

Azuo, the first song to suppress the army and join the army.

At a young age, I sent it to other things, but I cherished it in Qin Shu. [1]

I am proud of being brown, and I always feel empty. [2]

When the time comes, Gou Ming meets, and the bridle rests on the thoroughfare. [3]

Tou Ce ordered me to dress in the morning, and I was temporarily separated from the garden.

The lonely boat passed away, and I returned to Siyu. [4]

Isn’t it a long way to go, more than a thousand miles up and down?

My eyes are tired of the different rivers, and my mind is thinking of the mountains and rivers. [5]

Looking at the clouds, I feel ashamed of a tall bird, and facing the water, I feel ashamed of a fish swimming in it. [6]

I really want to be with you for the first time, but who knows where to go? [7]

After chatting and changing, we finally returned to Bansheng’s house. [8]

Peach Blossom Spring Poem

In the Taiyuan Dynasty of Jin Dynasty, the people of Wuling made fishing their profession and traveled by streams, forgetting the distance of the road. Suddenly I came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps across the bank. There were no trees in the middle, the grass was delicious, and the fallen flowers were colorful. It was very strange for fishermen. Going forward again, I want to exhaust the forest. When the forest runs out of water, there is a mountain. There is a small mouth in the mountain, as if there is light; I leave my boat and enter through the mouth. At the beginning it was extremely narrow, and then I could understand people; after taking dozens of steps, I suddenly became enlightened. The land is flat and vast, with well-groomed houses, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, and mulberry trees. There is traffic on every road, and chickens and dogs hear each other.

Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders, their yellow hair is hanging down, and they are enjoying themselves. When he saw the fisherman, he was shocked. When he asked where he had come from, he gave him an answer. He wanted to return home, set up wine, and kill chickens for food. Hearing about this person in the village, Xian came to inquire. Ziyun's ancestors escaped from the chaos of the Qin Dynasty and led his wife's people to this desperate situation. They never came out, so they separated themselves from outsiders. When I ask what era this is, I don’t know whether there was the Han Dynasty or the Wei and Jin Dynasties. What this person said one by one made everyone sigh. The rest of the people went to their homes again, where they all had wine and food, stopped for a few days, and then resigned. One of the people said: "It's not enough to teach outsiders." After getting out and getting the boat, he helped him to the road and looked for it everywhere. Naijun, the prefect said so. The prefect immediately sent people to follow him in search of his desired destination, but he lost his way and could no longer find the way. Liu Ziji from Nanyang was a noble scholar. Hearing about it, he happily went there. Without success, he ends up seeking illness. After that, no one cared.

The Ying family is in chaos, and wise men avoid the world.

In Huangqi's Shangshan, the beautiful lady also passed away.

The traces of the past are lost and forgotten, and the paths of the past are in ruins.

Xiang was ordered to farm and farm, and when the day came, he rested there.

Mulberry and bamboo hang down the remaining shade, and bean sprouts are harvested at any time;

Spring silkworms harvest filaments, and autumn ripens and wastes the royal tax.

The deserted road is full of traffic, and chickens and dogs bark at each other.

Zu Dou has only ancient methods, and there is no new way to make clothes.

Children and children are singing songs, and classes are enjoying their walks.

The grass is strong and harmonious, and the wood is weak and strong.

Although there is no calendar, the four seasons form their own years.

How can you be blessed with wisdom when you have more happiness!

The strange trace has been hidden for five hundred years, and once it opened up to the divine world.

Simple and thin, it has a different origin, and its complexness is also secluded.

I would like to ask the traveling alchemist, how can I judge what is outside the hustle and bustle of the city?

I would like to whisper in the breeze and hold it high to find my contract.

Xianqing Fu and Preface

At the beginning, Zhang Heng wrote "Dingqing Fu" and Cai Yong wrote "Jingqing Fu". , and finally leisurely. It will suppress the evil thoughts and help to satirize and remonstrate. Scholars who wrote essays continued to write in the Yi Dynasty; because of the similarities, the meaning of the words was widened. Yuyuanlu had a lot of free time, so Fu Ranhan wrote it. Although the writing is not clever enough, it does not deviate from the author's intention.

What a graceful and graceful appearance, alone in the world to show off the crowd. The beauty of the beautiful city is reflected in the rumors. Wear jade to compare purity, and wear orchids to compete for fragrance. He is light and tender in the world, and his elegance is in the high clouds. Sad about the changing morning and evening, touching the long-term diligence of life; the same thing lasts for a hundred years, how to be sad when there are few joys! Sitting upright under a red curtain, enjoying the clear air and enjoying oneself. It's nice to have slender fingers and colorful sleeves. The beautiful eyes are wandering, and the words and smiles are indistinguishable. At the end of the melody, the scenery falls in the west pavilion. Sad businessmen knock in the forest, white clouds cover the mountains. Look up at the sky and look up at the road, bend down to sing the strings. The deity is charming and the demeanor is detailed.

I am grateful for the voiceless sound, and I am willing to talk to each other. I want to go and make an oath by myself, but I am afraid that it will be a mistake to be disrespectful; I wait for the phoenix to say goodbye, but I am afraid that others will do it first. The mind is confused and confused, and the soul has moved for a moment: I would like to wear clothes as a collar and inherit the lingering fragrance of the flower head; I am sad that the night is leaving, and I am resentful that the autumn night is still young! I wish I could use my clothes as a belt to tie up my slim body; I wish I could take away the strange smell of warmth and coolness, or get rid of the old and wear the new! May the hair be luxuriant, and the hair be brushed on the slumped shoulders; the sad beauty's repeated bathing, withered from the white water! May the eyebrows be darkened and spread freely as you look; I am sad that the makeup is still fresh, or it may be ruined by the beautiful makeup! I would like to have a feast in Wanguan, and my weak body will be at peace in the three autumns; I will be sad for Wenyin to replace the emperor, and I will see you again and again over the years! I wish I could walk on silk and be able to move around; my sad actions should be restrained, and I would abandon them in front of the bed in vain! May it be a shadow in the day, always moving west and east according to its shape; I am sad for the many shades of tall trees, and my emotions vary from time to time! I wish to be a candle at night, illuminating the jade face in the two couplets; the sad light of the hibiscus hides the brightness in the dying scene! I wish I could make a fan out of bamboo, holding my sorrow soaring in my soft hand; I would like to mourn the white dew in the morning, and look at my lapels and sleeves to remember the miao! I wish I could be a paulownia on the tree, and a musical harp on my lap; I would like to be saddened by extreme joy and sorrow, but finally push me away and stop playing!

What you wish for will be violated, and it will only take pains to make a contract. Supporting labor and not complaining, Bu Rong and Yu Nanlin. The dew of living magnolias, the remaining shade of green pine trees. There is a face to face in the suave journey, and there is joy and fear in the middle; but I am lonely and invisible, and I only want to find it in the sky. Pulling back the light skirt to return to the road, looking at the sunset and sighing. Walking and leaning on it, one forgets the fun. The color is miserable and cold. Ye Xiexie has gone away, the air is desolate and cold, the sun has lost its shadow, and the moon is beautiful in the clouds. The bird makes a mournful sound and returns alone, the beast even fails to return. I mourn the twilight of that year, and I hate the desire to die in this new year. If you think about the night dream and follow it, your mind will be wandering and uneasy; if you lose the anchorage of the boat, it will be like being on a cliff without climbing. At that time, the Pleiades were in full bloom, and the north wind was miserable and bright [this work is next to Tongjiong]. I couldn't sleep, and my thoughts were wandering. I took off my belt to serve the morning, and there was heavy frost on the plain steps. The chicken folds its wings but does not crow, and the flute flows far away with clear mourning; it starts out wonderful and dense with leisure and harmony, but ends up being light and hidden. Mrs. Yi is here, and she is holding the clouds to send her to her. The clouds pass by without saying anything, and the moment is passing by. If you think hard and feel sorry for yourself, you will eventually block the mountains and stagnate the rivers. Welcome the breeze with timidity and tiredness, and send your weak will to return to the waves. Especially "Mancao" is the meeting, and the remaining songs of "Zhao Nan" are recited. Be honest and sincere, and let your distant feelings rest in the eight heavens.

Drinking

An old friend appreciates my pleasure and greets me with a pot.

Ban Jing sat under the pine tree and drank several cups and was already drunk again.

The elders talk nonsense, and drink wine and drink inappropriately.

If you are not aware of the existence of me, you will know that things are valuable.

The wine is full of deep flavor.

Drinking

The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.

When I ask you how you can do it, your mind is far away and you are biased.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.

The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.

There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.

Drinking

(Part 3)

Knocking on the door in the morning, pouring the clothes and opening them.

[1]

Ask for whom? Father Tian has a good idea. [2]

The pot of pulp is far away from the future, and I doubt that I am good with the time. [3]

"Under the ragged thatched eaves, there is not enough room for a high place to live.

Everyone in this life will be the same, I hope you will gurgle the mud."[4][5]

I deeply feel that my father’s words are inconsistent with his temperament.

It can be learned sincerely, but it is not a mystery if it goes against oneself! [6][7]

And if you enjoy this drink, I will not be able to return. [8]

Notes:

[1] Put your clothes upside down. You are busy welcoming guests and don’t have time to get dressed.

[2] Good-hearted: good-hearted.

[3]Guai: disobey.

[4] Shangtong: complicit.

[5]汩: 音古( gu3), mix the water. "Chu Ci·Fisherman" "Qu Yuan said: The whole world is turbid and I am the only one who is clear. The Fisherman said: Why not gurgling the mud and making waves?"

[6] Harness: pull the cart back. .

[7]讵: Qi.

[8]drive: drive, meaning road, direction.

Drinking

There are few people and things in young people, and the best way to travel is in the Six Classics.

Walking without confusion will lead to failure.

Hungry, cold and full are enough.

The sheltered hut is exposed to the sad wind, and the weeds cover the front yard.

We keep watch all night long in brown clothes, but the rooster refuses to crow in the morning.

Meng Gong is not here, so he always hides my love.

Drinking

The orchids grow in the vestibule, and the scented fragrance awaits the breeze.

The breeze came suddenly, and I saw Xiao Aizhong farewell.

If you lose your way, you may be able to pass by another road.

When you wake up and remember it, you will lose all the birds.

Drinking

Ziyun was addicted to alcohol, and his family was poor and had no choice but to drink.

At that time, I relied on good people to carry out my business and dispel my confusion.

The wine comes to do everything possible, and the consultation is full of obstacles.

If you refuse to speak sometimes, wouldn’t you be attacking the country?

A benevolent person uses his heart, so why should he be silent!

Yong Jing Ke

Yan Dan is good at raising scholars and aims to repay the strong and win.

Recruit good men and women, and get Jingqing at the end of the year.

A gentleman kills his confidant and leaves Yanjing with his sword in hand.

Su Ji’s name is Guangmo, and he generously sees me off.

The male hair refers to the dangerous crown, and the fierce energy rushes into the long tassel.

Drinking on the water, there are four heroes.

The sad building is gradually leaving, and the song Yi sings loudly.

The wind passes away, and the cold waves arise.

Shang Yin even shed tears, and the warriors were shocked when Yu played.

I know in my heart that I will never return, and that I will have a name in future generations.

When will you board the car and fly to the Qin court?

It is fierce and fierce, spanning thousands of miles and meandering across thousands of cities.

Things will come when you are in trouble, and the rich master is in a daze.

Unfortunately, his swordsmanship was poor, so he failed to achieve his extraordinary feats.

Although he is gone, his love will remain for thousands of years.

Miscellaneous Poems

The sun is shining in the west, and the full moon is rising from the east ridge. [1]

The scenery is thousands of miles away, and the scenery is swinging in the sky. [2]

The wind comes into the house, and the mat is cold in the night.

It is easy to change and realize the Qi, and it will last forever without sleep.

If you want to say nothing but make peace, wave your cup to persuade Gu Ying. [3][4]

The sun and the moon throw people away, and those who have ambitions cannot achieve success. [5]

Thinking of this is sad and sad, and I can’t be still at dawn.

Notes:

[1]A: The sound is "婀", which means big hills.

[2] Scenery: through "shadow".

[3]He: The sound is "Hey", which is the answer.

[4] Shadow: refers to the moon.

[5] Cheng: meaning "stretch".

Brief analysis:

This is the second poem in Tao Yuanming's "Twelve Miscellaneous Poems". The poet writes about his feelings when he is sleepless at night and expresses his feelings about his failure in his career.

Everyone, please visit the Zhou family tomb under the cypress tree

The weather is good today, with clear wind and the sound of bombs.

I feel sorry for the people under Bibai.

The clear songs spread new sounds, and the green wine opens up the beauty.

I don’t know what will happen tomorrow, but Yu Jinliang has passed away.

Ba Sheng Ganzhou

Reading "Li Guangzhuan" at night, I couldn't sleep. In memory of Mr. Chao Chu and Yang Minzhan, they agreed to live together in the mountains. They played on Li Guang's story and wrote a poem to send it to him.

So the general came back from drinking at night,

he untied the carved saddle in the pavilion.

Hate the drunk captain of Baling,

I didn’t recognize him in a hurry,

The peaches and plums are speechless.

Riding across Shehu Mountain,

The rocks cracked and the sound of strings startled.

It is a matter of being a marquis when you are down and out.

It is the countryside at the end of the year.

Who asked Sangma Duqu,

for a short coat and a horse,

to move to Nanshan?

Look at the romantic and generous people,

talk and laugh through the remaining years.

The Han Dynasty opened its borders and achieved great fame.

Even at that time, even the healthy people had no time?

Outside the screen window, there was a slanting wind and drizzle,

A slight chill.

Bu Suanzi

Manxing

Qiangu General Li,

captured Hu Erma.

Li Cai was a junior, but he was a feudal lord.

The rue removes old roots,

The bamboo adds new tiles.

What if the family and the family are forced to raise their fields?

Who else will be able to do it?

Businessman

The bamboos are green and the mountains are cold, the sun is late and the mountains and rivers are twilight.

There is no one to be alone in the secluded path, and there are countless regrets about this.

I only listen to the plum blossom language, and I am lazy to follow the hairspring.

Looking for spring but not the fragrance, the fragrance is nowhere to be found.

Picking mulberry seeds

In this life, I will stop asking questions and rely on the dangerous building alone.

Leaning alone in a dangerous building, I don’t believe that there is no sorrow in this world.

It is the time for you to sleep, so please return home.

Your Majesty returns to rest, saying that he will be with the west wind for the rest of the year.

Picking mulberry seeds

The middle wall of Shubo Mountain Road

The smoke is misty and the dew is in the wasteland of wheat and willows, and the rain is washing and the sky is clear.

The rain is washing and the sun is shining, the spring breeze is still green.

Hold up the pot and take off your trousers to urge you back, full of hatred and emotion.

Thousands of hates and thousands of emotions, everyone is bored and complains.

Chou Nuer

The middle wall of Shubo Mountain Road

The young man does not know the feeling of sorrow,

Falls in love with the upper floors.

Falling in love with the upper floor,

Forcing new words to express sorrow.

Now that I know the feeling of sorrow, I still want to talk about it.

I wanted to stop talking, but

I said it was a cool autumn.

The ugly slave is near

Li Yi'an's body is effective in Boshan Road

Thousands of peaks and clouds are rising,

Sudden rains are worth a moment.

The sun is setting over the trees further away,

How can the scenery create a picture?

Qingqi sells wine,

There is another family on the other side of the mountain.

As long as the scenery is beautiful,

I will have nothing to do this summer.

When I wake up from drunkenness in the afternoon, the pine windows and bamboo doors are full of naturalness.

Wild birds fly over,

It’s normal leisure again.

But blame the white gull,

Looking at people who want to do it but don’t do it.

The old allies are all here,

Could it be the newcomer,

Don’t say anything?

Die Lianhua

Under the moon, drunken books and rain on rocks and waves

Nine Wan Fang Feilan Pei is beautiful.

There is no one in the empty valley,

I blame myself for my clever eyebrows.

Bao Se's mellow and calming tune is ancient,

The Zhu silk string is broken and there are few close friends.

I am growing old as time goes by.

Tingzhou is full of water,

Where can I find fragrant grass?

The song that evokes the tiredness of Hunan is not over yet,

The stone dragon dances and the pines are dawning.

Dielianhua

Send You's Brother

Thirty thousand hectares of declining grass and setting sun.

Not considered wandering, just a solitary shadow in the sky.

It is desolate enough to drink heavily,

Pedestrians wake up towards the river head.

I will stay away less and look at my temples more.

There are thousands of threads, not to mention the new disease.

It’s not that divorce is difficult to deal with,

He provokes other hatred!

Die Lian Hua

Wu Shen Yuan Day Spring Banquet Interlude

Who will win with the colorful hairpin in the pepper plate?

The whole time,

strives for the spring breeze.

I cannot bear to remember the past,

I hate the new year because the flowers grow.

I'd like to ask you when spring is coming.

I hate that it starts late at night.

It's so close in the morning.

The flowering period this year is certain,

I only worry that the wind and rain will not be accurate.

Determining the situation

Send Lu to punish him, and make an appointment to come back in the Yuan Dynasty

It has been too long to say farewell for a few days, and I am afraid to write a farewell poem when I am old.

As far as the eye can see, there are no wild geese crossing the southern clouds.

You see, plum blossoms also express lovesickness.

The infinite journey is over.

Fathers, there is no need to look at the banner with tears.

When will we meet Ding Ning later? It must be remembered that on the tenth day of spring the lanterns are released.

Determining the situation

Reuse rhyme and Zhao Jinchen to write the article

The weeds and idle flowers are not spring, but the cuckoo is old knowledge.

It’s better to go back and live in the rainy season, and the pomegranate flowers are gone again.

The ministers in the front hall and the ladies in the palace are wearing ocher robes and thousands of red scarves.

Don’t ask about the rise and fall of today’s masters. Listen, the hairiness before the flowers is already embarrassing.

Dongpo Yin

The flowers are not red enough, but the strips are green.

Langganqu is everywhere under the heavy curtain.

Some people are asleep in spring, and some are asleep in spring.

Songbirds break their dreams, clouds squint their eyes, and their fragrant gills turn red as they rise.

Love and sorrow go hand in hand with flowers.

Luo skirt is more than half width, Luo skirt is more than half width.

Pin Die'er

And Jin Chenfu's fallen flowers

Yesterday spring was like a thirteenth daughter learning to embroider,

One branch does not teach the flower to become thin .

It rains and the wind blows fiercely.

The garden is covered with lichen and red crepe.

This spring is like a frivolous prodigal who will not last long.

Remember the time before and send spring home after.

Brew all the spring waves into a river of spring wine,

We made an appointment to wait for each other on the bank of Qingchou willows.

Grateful for the emperor's kindness

Reading "Zhuangzi", I heard that Zhu Hui'an was alive

There are several books on the case,

If you are not Zhuang, you are old .

You cannot know until you know how to speak but forget the words;

Thousands of words can be said,

It is hard to forget to laugh.

It is raining today, and the sky is clear.

The sky is beautiful.

One valley and one hill,

Light shirt and short hat.

When you have more gray hair, you have fewer old friends.

Where is Ziyun?

There should be the remains of the Xuan Jing.

Rivers flow day and night, what time is it.

Spring in Han Palace

The Beginning of Spring

Spring has returned,

Look at the beauty’s head,

Spring flags.

Unexpected wind and rain,

failed to absorb the remaining cold.

The swallows of the year,

It is expected that tonight, I will dream of the West Garden.

Hundred is not done yet, Huanggan recommends wine,

Moreover, green leeks are piled on the plate?

But laugh at the east wind. From now on,

the plum blossoms will dye the willows,

and there will be no leisure.

When I am free, I come to the mirror again,

My beauty changes.

The sorrow is constant.

Who can solve the puzzle?

For fear of seeing the flowers blooming and falling,

The geese will return first if they come in the morning.

Spring in Han Palace

Watching the Rain at Penglai Pavilion in Kuaiji

Qin looked at the top of the mountain,

Watching the chaotic clouds and heavy rain,

Inverted world.

I don’t know that clouds are rain,

rain is clouds.

The sky is thousands of miles long,

It is destroyed by the west wind in a moment.

Look back and listen to the sound of the moon and the sky,

Everything in the world is screaming.

Who goes up Ruoye River,

the beautiful lady to the west,

elk Gusu?

To this day, the people of the homeland hope that a group of people will return home.

As time passes,

I wonder why I don’t play the harp and the yu.

If you don’t see me, the king’s pavilion will be closed down.

The trees are crowing in the cold smoke.

Congratulations to the bridegroom

Chen Tong's father came to Yu from Dongyang and stayed for ten days. I traveled with him to E Lake, and met Zhu Hui'an at Zixi River. When I didn't arrive, I drifted back eastward. After saying goodbye to tomorrow, I still have a special love in my mind and want to pursue the road again. When we get to the Egret Forest, the snow is deep and the mud is slippery, making it impossible to go forward. Drinking alone in Fangcun, I feel sad for a long time, and I really hate that I want to keep him. In the middle of the night, I stayed at the four watchtowers of Wu's Quan Lake. I felt very sad when I heard the neighbor's flute, so I wrote a poem "Congratulations to the Bridegroom" to express my feelings. Five days later, the same father wrote to ask for words, and if he felt the same way, he would be able to smile a thousand miles away.

Tell the wine to Changting.

See Yuanming and Fengliu look alike,

Wolong Zhuge.

Where is the magpie flying in the forest?

The light snow is falling on the pine tops.

It is necessary to break the hat and add more hair.

The remaining water and mountains have no attitude,

It is transformed into a romantic moon by the sparse plum blossoms.

Two or three wild geese, also desolate.

A beautiful woman makes a promise but neglects to say goodbye.

The Qingjiang River is so cold that it cannot be crossed due to the cold weather.

The water is deep and icy.

The road is broken and the wheels have four corners,

Pedestrians here have broken bones.

Who asked you to make me sad?

The current lovesickness is wrong,

It was expected that all the iron in the world would be spent.

Don’t play the night flute to crack it.

Congratulations to the bridegroom

Fu Pipa

Phoenix tail and dragon incense,

Since Kaiyuan's colorful clothes,

How many romances?

The most miserable guest in Xunyangjiang River,

painted Ge Pavilion ready to go.

Leave the fortress and see yellow clouds and snow.

I am about to leave my sorrow for thirty thousand miles,

Looking at Zhaoyang Palace, I am gone,

It is difficult to express my regret.

The sound of Liaoyang Post is absolutely dusty,

The windows are cold,

Lightly fold your eyes slowly, and your eyelashes are filled with tears.

The pushing hand returned the hand affectionately,

A touch of "Liangzhou" mourning.

Things that have passed through the ages are like clouds and smoke.

There is no news about Mr. He’s appointment.

I want to rest in the bustling north of Chenxiang Pavilion.

Playing here means wailing.

Congratulations to the bridegroom

The same father met and then responded in rhyme

The boss can't say it.

It seems that now, Yuanlong smells bad,

Meng Gong is involved.

My sick gentleman came to sing and drink,

The snow fell from the top of the building.

Laughing, wealth and honor are as close as hair.

Who will listen if the hard words are empty?

At that time, there was only the moon in the west window.

Return to the wine and change to the harp.

Things are the same but people's hearts are different.

Ask Qu Nong: After all, China,

how many times have we separated?

No one cares about the car of sweat, blood and salt,

The bones of a horse are harvested in a thousand miles.

The main road is cut off and the river is cut off.

I pity Jun Zhongxiaowu the most,

he said, "A man's determination to die is as strong as iron."

Let’s try our hands and mend the cracks in the sky.

Congratulations to the bridegroom

Farewell to Maojia’s twelfth brother

The green trees listen to the pelicans,

The more nakan, the partridges are heard,

The cuckoo sings.

I can’t find a place to cry until I return in spring.

The bitter hatred of Fang Fei has stopped.

Not yet arrived, parting in this world.

Immediately the pipa pass will be blocked,

the longer gate and green chariot will leave the golden palace.

Look at Yanyan and send her back to my concubine.

The general’s reputation is ruined after a hundred battles.

Looking back thousands of miles to Heliang,

Old friends will never be seen again.

The water is flowing and the wind is cold in the west.

The people in the house are all dressed like snow.

The true hero, the tragic song is not yet complete.

The singing bird still knows how to hate,

It is expected that it will not cry to clear tears but to cry for blood.

Who fucked me, Drunk Mingyue?

Congratulations to the bridegroom

In the garden pavilion in the city, all the servants wrote this word. One day, I was sitting alone in the clouds, entertained by the sounds of water and mountains. If Xishan wanted to give an example, he said a few words, as if Yuan Ming missed his relatives and friends.

It’s so bad that I am declining.

I have been desolate all my life, and my friendships have been scattered.

Only a few are left now!

The white hair hangs three thousand feet in the sky,

Laughing at everything in the world.

What can make the public happy?

I see how charming Qingshan is,

I don’t expect Qingshan to see me like this.

Emotion and appearance are slightly similar.

A statue is scratching its head in the east window.

Imagine Yuan Ming's poems about stopping clouds,

The flavor at this time.

Those in Jiangzuo who are in deep pursuit of fame,

do they know the wonderful principle of turbid mash?

Looking back and calling, the clouds are flying and the wind is blowing.

If you don’t hate the ancients, I won’t see you.

If you hate the ancients, I won’t see you.

Those who know me are the second and third sons.

Congratulations to the bridegroom

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The Dongting is entangled.

There is no dust on the thousand-foot cliff.

There is only a layer of ice and snow.

At first glance, it is cold. Hair.

Since the past, many beauties have been ill-fated.

In the past, there was a sad moon.

The golden house is cold and the night is mellow. Go to Tianchi Wujun's house to say goodbye.

Look at the sky, the fish and dragons are bleak,

The wind and clouds are opening and closing,

Look at the Yiguan Shenzhou Road. >

In the daytime, the bones of war are gone.

Sigh that the Yifu people are so pure!

In the middle of the night, the sad wind rises,

Listen to the clang and the formation. The iron between the horse eaves

The south and the north are splitting!

Congratulations to the bridegroom

Narcissus

The clouds are lying in the cold clothes. .

Look at Xiao Ran, the shadow on the waterside in front of the wind.

The dust in the socks is gone, and the water is covered with mist.

Love a little. , the delicate yellow becomes dizzy.

I don’t remember the time when I met, and I am so passionate about it.

Wait and cry, and collect the remaining powder. >Lingjun has been filled with hatred for a long time.

I have forgotten this piece of writing in a hurry.

Who can fix the shaky green clothes in the misty rain? >

The music written in the Yao Qin is filled with deep anger.

The broken strings bring out the soul, but the gravel of the gold cup and the silver table are moist.

I am sober when I drink wine.

Huanxi Sha

Shu Gao and Zi are like a play in Sushan Temple

The flowers are now evenly powdered,

Why is the willow green? Eyebrows?

The east wind blows the rain as fine as the dust.

I am smiling at the beautiful mountains.

I cherish the trees even more.

Huanxi Sha

The elders argue that the rain is even,

the eyebrows are not as frowning as last year.

Thank you diligently, but you will be trapped in the dust.

Crying birds can sometimes persuade guests.

Little peach rogues are already charming.

Pear blossoms are also white-headed.

Langtaosha

Listen to the bell at midnight in the mountain temple

In the wine glass, everything is empty.

Rain. Wherever the wind blows, the Han Palace and the Qin Palace.

The old monk accidentally rings the bell in the middle of the night and falls asleep. West wind.

Linjiangxian

The trees in the Smokeless Palace of Jingu are green, and the spring breeze is tender and cold.

Boshan is slightly warm and fuzzy.

In the spring scenery of the small building, with the sound of dreamy rain.

When will the carp of Biepu arrive?

We met under the begonia flowers last year. >

You should also lose weight and endure the tears to find the remaining red flowers.

Linjiang Fairy

With no thoughts in hand, you can walk all the corridors leisurely.

The rolling curtain has the lingering fragrance of cinnamon.

Ducks can’t sleep under dead loads, and ponds are dark with sparse rain.

I remember holding hands in the old days, but now we are far away from each other.

Don’t leave the remaining makeup behind the scarf and tears.

In the new dream of old love, I think about it in my leisure time.

The dawn corner in the open air

The travel is prosperous at the head of Wu and the tail of Chu,

A person can travel thousands of miles with a single stroke.

Don’t talk about old sorrows and new hatreds,

The pavilion tree is like this now!

I am tired of traveling as an official,

The beauty leaves me drunk.

Tomorrow thousands of flowers will be eaten in cold weather.

If you can live here, you will be a good person.

Manjianghong

Light up the cherries,

take a photo,

like snow.

Spring is just in time, and I saw Dragon Sun wearing it,

Purple moss on the wall.

The baby swallow is weak in flying when attracting its chicks.

The wandering oriole calls its friends with a timid voice.

When spring returns, I refuse to return with sorrow.

My intestines are filled with knots.

Looking from the second floor, there are mountains of spring;

Where is home? Separated by smoke and waves.

To whom can I tell him all the regrets from past and present?

Butterflies do not convey dreams of a thousand miles,

Zigui calls for breaking the third watch of the moon.

Listening to voices and pillows urging people to return,

Returning is rare.

Manjianghong

Jiang Xing and Yang Jiweng Yun

As I pass by Xishan,

we have seen the strange places we met in the old days.

I still remember that I traveled all over the country in my dream,

Jiangnan and Jiangbei.

You have to carry a stick with you when you go to a good place.

How many taels of clogs can you eliminate in a lifetime?

Laughing at Chen Lao, thirty-nine years have passed, and I have been a guest for a long time.

Wu Chu land, southeast corner.

Heroic deeds, Cao Liu is the enemy.

Blowed away by the west wind,

There is no trace left.

The young man in Lou Guan has passed away,

The flag turned white before it was rolled up.

Sighing at the world, sorrow and joy turn to each other,

The present is still the same as the past.

Manjianghong

Late spring

I live in the south of the Yangtze River.

It’s time to eat cold food during the Qingming festival.

In the flower path, there is a lot of wind and rain,

It is a mess.

The red and pink darkness goes with the flowing water,

The garden gradually feels clear and dense.

Counting the years, all the eryngium flowers will fall away,

It will be cold and powerless.

The courtyard is quiet and empty.

There is nothing to talk about, and I am extremely sad.

Afraid of wandering orioles and milk swallows,

get the news.

No matter where you are now,

there is still no trace of the green cloud.

If you are embarrassed to teach people, you will go up to the upper floor.

Pingwubi.