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00 1 Zhang Jiuling: one of the four songs.

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.

Zhang Jiuling: The second of four songs.

Orchids in spring are full of flowers, and osmanthus in autumn is bright and fresh.

Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season.

Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.

Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? ?

003 Zhang Jiuling: The third of four songs.

The hermit is in his lonely residence, nursing his thoughts and cleaning his worries.

He projected them to the wild goose to bear his distant monarch.

Who will be moved by the sincerity of my futile prayer day and night?

What comfort does my loyalty have when flying people and drowning people can be compared?

Zhang Jiuling: the fourth of four songs.

Here, south of the Yangtze River, there is a red orange tree. Its leaves are green all winter.

Not because the soil is getting warmer, but because it is accustomed to the cold by nature.

Although it may serve your distinguished guests, you leave it here, far below the mountains and rivers. !

Environment determines fate, and cause and effect is an infinite cycle.

You planted your peach trees and plums and forgot the shade of another tree?

005 Li Bai: A Kind Pillow and a Kind Bowl from Zhongnanshan to Hu Si.

Walking down the blue mountain in the evening, the moonlight escort sent me home.

Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless.

When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men.

Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by.

This joke is to relax, to drink, to drink, to drink.

Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse.

My drunkenness is not about wine, I forgot my sophistication.

006 Li Bai: Drinking the bright moon alone.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.

Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.

I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.

Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

007 Li Bai: Spring Thoughts

The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.

When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.

Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?

Du Fu: Wang Yue

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ..

The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ,

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

Du Fu: For Wei Ba Chu Shi.

It is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other as the stars in the morning and evening.

Tonight is a rare event, by candlelight.

Two men who were young not long ago now have gray temples.

It shocked us to find that half of our friends had died, which made us sad.

We didn't expect that it would be twenty years before I could come to see you again.

You were unmarried when I left, but now these boys and girls are in a row.

They were very kind to their father's old friends. They asked me where I went during the trip.

Then, when we talked for a while, they brought me wine and dishes.

Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way.

My host announced that it was a festival, and he urged me to drink ten cups.

But what kind of ten glasses of wine can make me so drunk, because your love is always in my heart. .

The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? .

0 10 Du Fu: Beauty

Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.

She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.

When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed.

What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .

The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.

Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.

When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.

All he can see is the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love!

The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.

Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.

She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.

She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.

0 1 1 Du Fu: One of Li Bai's two dreams.

When death is the reason for parting, people will cry, but life leaves again and again.

You didn't bring me any signs of exile in the poisonous humidity of the southern river.

Until you appeared in my dream last night, because I have been thinking about you.

However, how can you raise your wings and use them from the middle net of your net? ?

I doubt it's really you, venturing a long way.

You came to me through the green forest, and you disappeared in front of a dark castle.

I woke up, and the low moon flashed on the rafters, as if it were your face, still floating in the air.

There is water to pass through. They are wild. If you fall, there will be dragons and monsters in the river.

0 12 Du Fu: Li Bai's Dream (Part Two)

Clouds are floating in the sky, but old friends have gone for a long time.

I see you in my dreams every night, and you know what you mean to me.

The difference is that you always look in a hurry and always talk about how easy it is to meet.

There are many dangerous waves on the rivers and lakes, and I am worried that your ship will capsize and sink.

When he went out, he scratched his head with white hair and regretted that he had failed his life.

Gao Che Li Fu is the capital, and you are brilliant, and you are haggard.

Who can say that the principle of justice is not Qiren in old age, but innocent bondage?

Even if there is a good name handed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to make up for the sad loss.

Wang Wei: Goodbye.

I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why.

You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.

So please allow me to leave, don't ask me any questions, white clouds have no end there.

0 14 Wang Wei: Go home after losing money.

There were no hermits in the era of political clarity, and the service talents were for the administration of the imperial court.

Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.

Come all the way to the golden gate, only to find that your piety is in vain?

You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing.

We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now.

You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days.

The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.

When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare!

0 15 Wang Wei: Qingxi

I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

Wang Wei: A farmhouse by the Wei River.

In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.

A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.

Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves.

The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .

0 17 Wang Wei: Xi Shiyong

Since beauty is respected throughout the empire, how can Shi stay at home humbly? .

Washing clothes by the lake in the south at dawn, and there was a great lady in the palace in the north that night.

One day humble, no different from others, the next day promoted, everyone praised her. ..

She no longer powdered her face with her own hands, nor put a silk robe on her shoulders. ..

The more the king loved her, the cuter she became, which made him lose his wisdom. ..

The girls who washed silk beside her were left at a distance from her chariot. ..

None of the girls in her neighborhood can imitate her beauty!

0 18 Meng Haoran —— Reading Zhang Qiu Deng Lan Shan

Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit.

Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.

Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.

Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.

The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon.

When can you come here with wine? We'll get drunk together on the Double Ninth Festival.

0 19 Meng Haoran: thinking of the south pavilion in summer

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.

I let go of my hair to enjoy the coolness at night, opened the window and lay down peacefully.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.

I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.

Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

020 Meng Haoran: Stay overnight at the foot of Zen master Ye, and wait for his friend Ding.

The sunset passed through the mountains in the west, and the valley in Qian Shan was suddenly dark and quiet.

The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear.

There is almost no firewood in the mountains, and the birds have just returned to their resting place.

Ding promised to stay in the temple tonight and play the piano alone on the mountain road.

02 1 Wang Changling: Thinking with my brother in the moonlight of Vice Governor Cui in the south.

Lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtains-we saw the rising moon.

Light up the water and Woods with pure light and flow like waves on our windows and doors.

It will calmly, beyond our wisdom, cycle between the full moon and the new moon, alternating between the old and the new.

Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.

He is far away from us, far away, 300 miles away, but the smell of orchids comes with the wind.

022 Qiu Wei: After I miss the hermit in Xishan.

I climbed ten miles at a stretch to your seclusion at the top of the mountain.

I knocked on your door, but no one answered. I peeked into your room, on the seat next to your desk.

Maybe you are sitting in a covered chair, or, more likely, fishing in an autumn pond.

Although it is a pity that I will miss you, you have become my meditation.

Your beautiful grass is fresh because of the rain, and there is the music of pine trees by your window.

I integrate what I see and hear into my existence, soothe my senses and calm my mind.

Although there are no hosts or guests, have I finished my reasoning visit? .

That's enough. I've already gone down the mountain. Why should I wait for you? .

023 Yong Janice: the spring boat in Yaodang Lake.

Deliberate joy has no end, no matter what happens, I will continue.

And my boat and I, before the evening breeze, skimmed the flowers and entered the lake.

At dusk, I turned to the valley to the west, where I could see the southern star on the other side of the mountain.

The mist rose and circled softly, and the low moon slanted through the Woods.

I choose to put aside all worldly things and just be an old man with a fishing rod. ..

Chang Jian: At the retreat in Wang Changlin.

The water is unfathomable, and the lonely cloud lives in seclusion.

The moon in the middle of the pine forest is shining like a husband.

Maoting has a thick shadow, and the peony garden gathers moss particles.

I also want to reject the secular, and the western hills Luan crane gregarious.

025 Cen Can: Climb the Ci 'en Temple Tower with Gao Shi and Xue Ju.

The pagoda suddenly rose from the ground and reached the Heavenly Palace.

Climbing, we seem to have left the world behind us, and our overlooking steps are hanging in space.

It is above the holy land and can only be built through spiritual hard work.

Its four sides darken the bright sun, and its seven floors cut through the gray clouds.

Birds fly where we can't see, and high winds blow where we can't hear.

The mountains in the east look like rivers.

In the distance, the verdant Sophora japonica trees line the wide roads, leading to dense palaces and buildings!

The colors of autumn come out from the west and go through the city.

In the north, there are five cemeteries, which are always quiet under the dew and green grass.

Those who know the ultimate meaning of life, this is what all mankind must learn.

From now on, I will put my official hat aside and find the eternal way is the only happiness.

026 yuan knot: bandits retreat and hand it over to tax collectors.

In the year of Guimao, Nishihara thieves entered Daozhou, burned and plundered, and left several times. Next year, thieves will attack Yongzhou and break Shao, so they won't make this mistake.

How can we control the enemy when the country retreats contemptuously? It's just a pity What is the history of suffering and collection! Pretend to write a poem

Exhibition officials.

I still remember those peaceful days and twenty years spent in the mountains.

Pure streams flow through my yard, caves and valleys in front of my house.

At that time, taxes were very low and regular, so I could sleep soundly and stay up late in the morning.

Until a regrettable change happened suddenly, I have been serving in the army for many years.

When I started to be an official here, mountain thieves began to look up again.

But this town is so small that thieves are spared, and the people here are so poor and pitiful.

All other areas have been looted, not to mention this time.

Don't you imperial envoys have the kindness of robbers? !

You force people to pay for voting, just like a creature frying on a fire.

How can you sacrifice people's lives just to be called a capable collector? .

Oh, let me drop my official seal and be a lonely fisherman in a boat.

And support the family with fish and wheat, and live in peace in the rivers and lakes.

Wei: Entertain literati in the official residence on rainy days.

The halberd in front of the mansion hall is full of soldiers, and the lounge smells of Tan.

The southeast coast is sheltered from the wind and rain, and leisurely swims in the cool pool.

The boredom in my heart will dissipate and the distinguished guests will get together again.

It is too noble to be ashamed of yourself, so that the well-being of ordinary people is ignored.

If the understanding of the reason is unnatural, the disposal of secular etiquette can be forgotten.

The fat of fresh fish is the food of summer fast food, and vegetables and fruits should be tasted by everyone.

Everyone bowed their heads and drank a glass of wine, and then looked up to listen to the men and women recite Kim Ok.

The spirit is happy, the body is naturally comfortable, and the heart really wants to tighten its wings and fly high.

Suzhou is a famous literary center, where all writers come.

Prove that the name of a great land is caused by something better than wealth.

Wei: The Yangtze River set sail to see Yuan.

Kai Chuang said goodbye to my dear friend, and the ship sailed into the vast expanse of smoke.

After sculling to Luoyang, the shadow of Xiao Zhong is still far around Guangling tree.

Mark the date and place of our parting, and when and where shall we meet again? .

The human world is like a boat on the waves. Can the flow direction of the river be controlled by itself?

Wei: A poem written for Chuanjiao Mountain.

It's very cold in the county today, and I suddenly think of people who live in seclusion in the mountains.

You must collect firewood at Jiandi and cook some poor food when you come back.

I want to see you with a bottle of wine, so that you can get some comfort at night.

But autumn leaves are full of empty mountains. Where can you find your footprints?

Wei: Meeting my friends in the capital.

The guests came from the east with rain from Baling on their clothes.

Asked why, the guest said to cut down a tree and buy an axe.

Hidden deep in the mist of flowers, the young swallows chirp freely.

Last year, not now, it was spring, and I don't know how much hair I have on my sideburns.