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Beishan

Go to Beishan and pick the berries.

Working together with the scholars, day and night.

The king is busy with his affairs and worries about my parents.

Under the sky, there is nothing but the king’s land.

On the shore of Leditu, could it be the king’s ministers?

Doctors are not all equal, but I am the only one who can do it.

The four peons are blooming, and the king is nearby.

I am not old yet, and I will be a general when I am young.

The travel force is strong and the business is in all directions.

Sometimes they are living in Yanyan, or they are exhausted and serving the country.

Maybe he is lying in bed, or he is unable to walk.

Some don’t know how to call, or they work miserably.

Perhaps he is lying low and looking up, or he is doing something with the martingale palm.

Sometimes you are happy to drink, or you are miserable and fearful of blame.

Sometimes they go in and out, or they do nothing.

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Chinese Poetry-Pre-Qin Dynasty-The Book of Songs

Tianjingsha

Ji Shi

Yingying Yanyan spring spring,

Flowers and willows are true,

Everything is charming and charming.

Delicate and tender,

Be careful and considerate of everyone.

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Chinese Poetry-Yuan-Qiaoji

Dancing in the Spring Breeze

Only Yan Zhuang stopped complaining about the spring breeze,

Painted walls and painted walls in Songjiadong.

Cymbidium has branches that are still green,

The silent flowers of peaches and plums turn red.

The curtains are rolled up when the swallows nest,

The phoenix tower is empty where the orioles are singing.

The young man knows where he is,

He returns every night in a spring dream.

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Chinese Poetry-Tang and Five Dynasties-Feng Yansi

Yan Yan

Yan Yan is flying, but its feathers are not as good as its own.

The son returned home and was sent far away into the wild.

Looking far beyond my reach, I burst into tears like rain.

The swallows are flying, and they are flying.

When his son returns home, he is far away from his general.

Looking beyond reach, I stood there and cried.

The swallow is flying, and its sound is rising from below.

The son returned home and was sent far south.

Looking beyond my reach, it really works my heart.

Zhong’s heart is blocked if he is left alone.

He is gentle and helpful at the end, and he is careful about himself.

The thoughts of the first emperor are used to win over others.

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Chinese Poetry-Pre-Qin Dynasty-The Book of Songs

Light Yellow Willow

(Zhengping Tiaojin)

I live in the west of Chilan Bridge in Nancheng, Hefei. The alleys are desolate, different from Jiangzuo, only the willows line the road, which is pitiful. Because of this, I want to relieve the worries of the guests.

The dawn in the empty city blows into the weeping poplar road.

I immediately felt cold in my single clothes.

Looking at all the goose yellow and tender green, they are all old acquaintances from the south of the Yangtze River.

It is quiet, and the food will be cold in the Ming Dynasty.

Forcibly destroy the wine and Xiaoqiao house.

I am afraid that all the pear blossoms will fall into autumn colors.

The swallows fly over and ask where spring is, only the pond is green.

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Chinese Poetry-Southern Song Dynasty-Jiang Kui

Traveling on Shasha

Coming from Miandong, Ding Weiyuan arrived Jinling, written in a dream on the river.

The swallows are light and the orioles are delicate and soft, clearly looking towards Hua Xu again.

The long night fights for a weak love? Early spring is stained by lovesickness.

Writing words after farewell, needlework and thread when farewell, leaving the soul in darkness and chasing the man far away.

The bright moon in Huainan is cold over thousands of mountains, and no one cares about it when it returns.

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Chinese Poetry-Southern Song Dynasty-Jiang Kui

Congratulations to the Bridegroom

The sound of partridges and the sound of cuckoos cut!

I can’t find a place to cry until I return in spring, and I can’t stop hating my beauty.

Not yet arrived, parting in this world.

Immediately the pipa gate will be closed, the gate will be longer, the green chariot will pass the golden gate.

Look at Yanyan and send her back to my concubine.

The general’s reputation was ruined after hundreds of battles.

Looking back thousands of miles to Heliang, old friends will never be seen again.

The water is flowing, the wind is cold in the west, and the clothes in the house are like snow.

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

The singing bird still knows how to hate, but it does not cry clear tears but cries blood.

Who fucked me, Drunk Mingyue?

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Chinese Poetry-Southern Song Dynasty-Xin Qiji

Congratulations to the Bridegroom

Farewell to the Twelfth Brother of Maojia

The green trees are listening to the pelicans, and the partridges are singing, and the cuckoos are singing!

The hooves return to nowhere in the spring, and all the bitter hatred and fragrance are gone.

It is not yet time to say farewell to the human world: the Pipa Pass will soon be blocked, the gate will be longer, the green chariot will leave the golden gate.

Look at Yanyan and send her back to my concubine.

The general’s reputation was shattered after hundreds of battles. He returned thousands of miles to Heliang and lost all his old friends.

The water is flowing, the wind is cold in the west, the clothes in the house are like snow, and the sad songs of the strong men are not yet complete. [1]

The singing bird still knows how to hate, but it does not cry to clear tears but to cry for blood.

Who fucked me, Drunk Mingyue!

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Chinese Poetry-Southern Song Dynasty-Xin Qiji

Visiting Kinmen

Half-spring

Half-spring , the touching feeling is infinite.

Twelve stalls are leaning against,

I worry that God will not care about me.

The good thing is that the wind is gentle and the sun is warm, but

it is worse than the orioles and swallows.

The flower curtains in the courtyard are not rolled up,

The heart-broken grass is far away.

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Chinese Poetry-Southern Song Dynasty-Zhu Shuzhen

Suzhou Master of the Nets Garden

Wind, rain, rain, warmth, cold and cold are everywhere looking for Looking for

The orioles, the swallows, the flowers, the leaves, the flowers, the leaves, the twilight, the morning and the morning

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Appendix - Collection of Couplets of Scenic Spots