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Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's Fishing Song.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.

After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)

Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan! Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Dong Sheng rises and falls in the west, but Tao is ruthless but affectionate.

The autumn wind is bleak, the autumn grass is yellow and the autumn night is long. I feel that the autumn window is boundless and bleak like wind and rain. -A Dream of Red Mansions

"Leave the residual lotus to listen to the rain" Begonia does not hesitate to blush and stand alone in the drizzle.

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

Cooperation with Zhang Mingfu on Deer Gate

Suddenly showing that you are climbing high can broaden your travel and tolerate your feelings. String songs are free, and the mountains and rivers are slightly clear. The grass is beautiful, and the rainbow is made of rain. Barry mistook it for peace and dared not answer.

Poet Meng Haoran's genre of five laws in Tang Dynasty

Xie stalagmite

Who will cut Tianzhu Peak in half? Spring washing marks are slightly clear, and clouds are still visible. The door of power cannot be moved, and the rich room cannot be turned. Anatolzahi, when Yan Jun proposed.

Poet Shao Yong's School of Song Dynasty?

"Talk to Mr. Huangfu about Andrew West"

In the Spring Festival Evening in the past ten years, the peaks have shown a small wind. Speak clearly and read more immortal sentences, and forget to return as soon as you smell the fragrance.

Poet Cao Xun's School in Song Dynasty?

Xijiang moon

The color is as light as wintersweet, and the fragrance is as light as fog. Greener and brighter. Clever fight for nails. Dewdrops are falling, and the wind is a little autumn. Jiangnan jiangbei can do it. Dream of the fragrant path of King Wu.

The Genre Words of Li, a Poet in Song Dynasty

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Smell it.

At first glance, the fire cloud seems to be extinguished, and the dawn angle wants to be slightly brighter. The old country traveled thousands of miles, and the new cicada suddenly sounded. Time still seems, and the days are more distinct. I don't dare to turn my ears up often, but I'm worried about nothing.

Poet Du Mu's Style of Five Laws in Tang Dynasty

Buddhist samadhi poems

All feelings are external and seem empty. Bright and colorful, you can achieve something. Wonderful images are not anticipated, and popular views are good. The analysis will be meticulous, and my heart will be clear.

Poet's Interpretation of Respecting Song Dynasty

kite

The sky collapses in autumn in Fang Jing, and the flying power is still weak. Like the breeze of trust, Bai Yunfei will eventually * * *.

Poet Kou Zhun's School Number in Song Dynasty

autumn

The sun sets, the stars are thin and the river is light, and a little firefly flies in the clear autumn. Cool breeze and white dew worry first, but wait for the phoenix tree to report.

Zhang Lei, a poet, had no genre in the Song Dynasty.

Give a picture and nine poems.

If you set a standard, you will win, and if you read it, you will forget to return. The static wall is empty and white, and the nails in the dangerous building are faint. There is also a clear title, and the swan song is still rare. Who will write a question? My house is surrounded by water and stones.

Poet Lin Bu's School of Song Dynasty?

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The flower threshold for leaving the former residence

Don't worry about midnight, go out and blow your clothes. The moonlight is bright and thin, and the residual flowers are fragrant. Respect each other, but if you want to go, you will go against your will. Don't let the disabled go, and the Lord will return it.

Poet Cai Xiang's School Number in Song Dynasty

It rained for several days at the beginning of the year.

It's cloudy and green every day, and there is no fishing in Qingxi. Yinger has no purpose, lest the plum blossom be sparse.

Poet Sun Song has no schools in Song Dynasty.

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Double Scenes of Ye Gong Temple in Spring Festival

In spring, when the temple fair is out, the palace will be dazzling. Qing Xiaofeng is a fan of cigarettes, and Xiaoxi Xing Tao is crowned. Lord Ye was really a dragon in the past, and the king ordered when the crane would come back. Bad spirits have been passed down from generation to generation in the long river of history, and I cherish the badge of honor that will last forever.

The poet Huang Tingjian had no genre in the Song Dynasty.

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"Qin's Qu Gefu, Cai's Five Alleys, and his two poems"

The cool breeze in Jingxuan blows light clothes, but listening to jade leaks longer at night. When the moon crossed the Tianhe River, the light turned wet, and the magpies surprised the autumn leaves. Gong Liantai liquid shows light waves, and the summer heat is slightly clear and autumn is more. At the end of the night, the dew turned over the pool.

Tang Dynasty poet Wang Yashi sent Yuefu.

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Fushan Shui Xue Jing

Leng Yun can't fly, but she is dancing in the snow. Move mountains and depressions, and gradually release the sound of streams. I was speechless with hunger, and the old tree was stiff and ready to break. At dusk, the fishing boat returned, and the pedestrians were a little sparse. Poetry and wine are light, and Qing Xing is at the end of the day. There are wonders in the middle of the night, and the jade building is cold.

The poet Zhang Yi's "Chao and Song" has no genre.

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Double Scenes of Ye Gong Temple in Spring Festival

In spring, when the temple fair is out, the palace will be dazzling. Qing Xiaofeng is a fan of cigarettes, and Xiaoxi Xing Tao is crowned. Lord Ye was really a dragon in the past, and the king ordered when the crane would come back. Bad spirits have been passed down from generation to generation in the long river of history, and I cherish the badge of honor that will last forever.

The poet Huang Tingjian had no genre in the Song Dynasty.

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Gaotingshan

The firewood road is green, and the clear spring and white stone can forget the machine. A dog barks at Liu An in the clouds, and a tree looks forward to the return of the emperor in spring. The crane is willing to leave China's expression, and the pale officer is surrounded by golden clothes. It's not worth laughing at everything in the world.

The Seven-Rhythm Style of Taosun Ao, a Poet in Song Dynasty

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Held in the lake

When sitting, the pen is shocked, and the day is paid to sing. The unique choice of the moon osmanthus, it is full of fragrance and purple. If the string is lost, the piano is lost, and the jade is desolate. Seeing this, I said goodbye and asked Whale Rider again.

There is no genre in the history of poets in the Song Dynasty.

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Smell it.

At first glance, the fire cloud seems to be extinguished, and the dawn angle wants to be slightly brighter. The old country traveled thousands of miles, and the new cicada suddenly sounded. Time still seems, and the days are more distinct. I don't dare to turn my ears up often, but I'm worried about nothing.

Poet Du Mu's Style of Five Laws in Tang Dynasty

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Climbing Qiyi Temple in shouyangshan

The ancients have disappeared. Who has seen trees? Lonely shouyangshan, white clouds. Moss returns to bone, and Wei picked the first song. Don't put off till tomorrow what you can do. Coming to the temple is slightly peaceful. The sunset hangs Shan Gui, and the return air blows female radish. The cliff extends westward to the Yellow River. A bird travels a thousand miles, and all alone is gone. Drive to the city floor

Five Ancient Styles of Li Qi, a Poet in Tang Dynasty

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Send two things to Lu on a cold night.

Whether feather carving is a business or not, first frost blew it badly. I only cherish myself these years, and who knows who I am. The snow is hard to dissipate, and the neighboring monks sleep too late. You can't get a confidant, it's just a song. The bitterness of the heart is not bitter, and the world is cold. As clear as snow and hail, who can compare with pearls? The author cleans up, and ordinary people let right and wrong. Once you live in the sea, you should come back when you should.