Original text:
Yao Cao, He Bi, entered Wulingxi in spring. There are countless peach blossoms on the stream and orioles on the branches.
I want to find my way among the flowers, go straight into the depths of white clouds and show my rainbow.
I'm afraid that scarlet flowers will wet people's clothes.
Sit on the jade, lean on the jade pillow and brush the gold badge.
Where is the fallen fairy? No one to accompany me.
I am ganoderma lucidum, not a red face. What is a long whistle?
Drunk dancing down the mountain, the bright moon belongs to everyone. ?
Yao grass is greener, and spring comes in Wuling Creek. There are countless peach blossoms on the stream, and orioles are on the flowers. I tried to find a way out among the flowers, but I went deep into the white clouds, and the top of the rainbow showed my heroism. I'm afraid the dew deep in the flowers will wet my clothes.
Sitting on the jade, leaning on the jade pillow, holding a gold badge. Where are the relegated immortals? No one will drink snail cups with me. I'm looking for ganoderma lucidum and grass, not for the sake of superficial prosperity, but for the sake of something. Drunk dancing down the mountain, the moon seems to be driving me home.
2. Song-Ouyang Xiu, "Rain outside Lingjiang Fairy Willow"
Original text:
In the willows outside, there is light thunder and drizzle in the pool; The sound of rain and the sound of rain, dripping on the lotus leaf, make a thin sound.
The west corner of the small building is broken and withered, and the moonlight will be born. ?
Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.
The cold wave is motionless, the grain is flat, the water is fine, and the pillow is horizontal. ?
There is light thunder outside the willow, and it is raining on the pool. The sound of rain dripped on the lotus leaf. Soon the rain stopped and the rainbow was blocked in the west corner of the building. We leaned against the railing until the moon rose.
Swallow flew back to the door, looked at it and flew to the picture beam to ask; I put the curtain down from the jade hook. The bamboo mat on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there are no ripples. There is a crystal double pillow at the head of the bed, and her golden hairpin slips from her hair and lies across the pillow.
3, "Jiao Shan Wang Liaoshan" Tang-Li Bai
Original text:
The stone wall looks loose and sparse, but now it is in the blue sky.
Andrew has five rainbows and regards the sky as a long bridge.
If the fairy loves me, raise your hand.
Standing on the steep stone wall of Jiao Shan and looking at the distant Songliao Mountain is like standing in the blue sky. How can we turn colorful rainbows into long bridges in the air and go straight to heaven? If the gods love me, wave to me and let us fly together.
4. "The night view of Jianglou is fresh and strange, and it is sent to Mr. Zhang from the Ministry of Water Affairs"? Tang-Bai Juyi
Original text:
From time to time, there are faint smoke clouds mixed with sparse rain. When the smoke clouds cover the rain, a sun comes out and golden sunshine is scattered on the lake.
The scattered clouds have broken the pavilion, and the residual water of the rainbow has broken the bridge.
In addition, the water waves are surging and the storm is rippling, as if many flowers are flying, dark and bright, very beautiful; After sunset, the sky is blue, and geese fly in the air, as if writing a line on the blue sky.
Such a beautiful scenery can only be painted with pigments, draw a poem and give it to friends who are not around.
There are faint smoke clouds floating on the river from time to time, mixed with sparse drizzle from time to time. When the clouds pass through the rain curtain, the setting sun scatters golden sunlight on the lake.
The wind blows the waves on the river, and the deep blue waves, under the irradiation of the sunset, glow with golden light on one side, like a golden snake swimming, and have a dark backlight on the other. For example, the color of water is dark green, and the clouds in the sky are changing. Clouds are floating on the water, like a mirage that has just dispersed, and the residual clouds of rain are like a broken pavilion. As the rain has just stopped in Mao Mao, water droplets in space reflect with the sunset.
Coupled with the turbulent water waves, the wind blows the waves, as if many flowers are flying, flickering and very beautiful; After the colorful clouds, the sky is clear, and geese are flying in the air, as if it were a line of handwriting on the blue sky. Such a beautiful scenery can only be outlined with pigments, painted with poems and given to friends who are not around.
5, "Li Peng Lake Looking at Lushan Mountain" Tang-Meng Haoran
Original text:
Space is dizzy, and the boat knows the wind.
Hanging seats for the morning hair, in the lake.
See the middle stream, and press Jiujiang Bear.
Thick ink and heavy colors condense, and the sky is empty.
At the beginning of the incense burner, the waterfall sprayed Chen Hong.
For a long time, I wanted to chase after Shangzi, and I was pregnant with Yuan Gong.
I am limited to service and have no time to bow.
Huaihai will be half, and the frost will be poor.
Send a message to people who live in rocks, and come if you are interested. ?
The moon in the sky has a halo and the boatman knows that the wind is coming. Hang sail for dawn, moored in the vast Pinghu. Suddenly, Kuang Lu appeared in the boat, and the town of Jiujiang was very prosperous. Dark mountains condense into dark colors, and towering mountains stand in the sky. A red sun rises from the censer peak, and the waterfall reflects into a rainbow.
I've long wanted to follow Shangzi. I'm here to remember Yuan Gong. I was confined to this hasty trip and never rested in the mountains for a moment. The journey to Huaihai is less than half, and it will be next winter when the stars turn to the first frost. It is said that Gao Shi, who lives in seclusion in the deep mountains, also came to live in seclusion with you at the end of this trip.