Wei Ziqingchuan

I went through Lu with a sigh and a sacrifice to Confucius.

Emperor Xuanzong of Tang dynasty

Ah, master, how can the world repay your long-term concern? .

The lords of Zou misjudged your land, and your home was regarded as Lu's palace.

Do you predict that when the phoenix disappears, your fate will end? You know that the captured unicorn is a sign of your teaching dose.

Will this sacrifice I saw between two temple pillars be the same death omen that you dreamed of a long time ago? .

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Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.

Zhang Jiuling

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.

Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!

Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.

You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.

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Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu for his post.

Bo Wang

Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

After all, the world is just a small place.

Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.

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A political prisoner is taking orders from cicada trade union.

Luo

Banning me from going to the west is also a matter for the law firm. There are several ancient trees in Huaishang, which are the same as the ancient trees under the trade name. The hearing was held in Gan Tang, Zhou. At dusk, the sun shines low, gloomy, and Qiu Chan is sparse, which sounds quiet, tasty and smelly; When people's hearts are different from others', will you be sad for insects? Ha ha! Sound is moving, virtue is like a saint, so it is also clean, which is the virtue of a gentleman. Shed its skin, and it has the spirit of a fairy capital. Then follow the number of yin and yang; It is necessary to change the festival and take the opportunity to review Tibet. Open your eyes and don't be confused by Tao; With thin wings, it is easy to be true but not vulgar. Singing the breeze of the tree, the rhyme is natural; Drinking the dew of high autumn is clear and awesome. When a servant loses his way, it is difficult and suffers from emblem [ink]. He blamed himself instead of being sad, and failed before he wavered. When I heard the flowing sound, I realized that I had been rehabilitated; Seeing the shadow of mantis, I am afraid of crisis. Poetry is composed of feelings, and feelings make friends. A normal heart should follow things and mourn its weak feathers; The Tao sends people to know, and the pity is lonely. Not pen and ink, but worry and worry.

When the sun sets one year, I hear a cicada, telling me to make up my mind in my cell.

However, it needs those songs with black wings to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner!

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? ?

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Early spring outing with Prime Minister Jinling Road

Du shenyan

Only those who are far away from home are particularly sensitive to the change of natural phenology.

The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving.

Warm spring urges warblers to sing, and duckweed in the clear sun is dark in color.

Suddenly I heard that simple melody you sang, which made people cry.

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Shenqi quanqi

Against Huanglong City, our army was sent out a long time ago.

The girls here look at the same melancholy moon, illuminating our China soldiers.

Young wives dreamed of spring, and last night their brave husbands.

In a big attack, we captured Huanglong City with flags and drums?

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On the wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain

Song Wenzhi

In the lunar month, geese began to fly south. It is said that they flew to Dayuling, and they all turned back.

I wonder, will my own trip to the south be turned back? ?

The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered.

Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.

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A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.

Wangwan

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.

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Buddhist retreat behind the broken mountain temple

Changjian

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.

A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

A thousand voices were quiet and only the bells were heard.

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In the office of Zuoyuan, Du Fu was given a review order.

Cen Can

Go to the same step, there are red steps, the branch office of the office is separated from you by the mi.

In the morning, the emperor's honor entered the palace, and at night the body was stained with the aroma of the furnace.

White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds.

There is probably nothing wrong with the brilliant master dynasty, and the emperor played sparsely.

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Message to Meng Haoran

Lipper

Master, I cheer you from the bottom of my heart. Your fame has risen to the sky.

In the rosy youth, you gave up the importance of hats and chariots and chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead.

Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor.

High mountain, how I long to reach you, and even breathe your sweetness here! .

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Farewell through Jingmen

Lipper

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners.

At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

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Send a friend away

Lipper

Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city.

Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.

Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.

With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.

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Listen to the monk king of Shu playing the piano

Lipper

The sea embraces the land-melodious songs come from the distant Emei Mountain.

When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.

The sound of the bell rang, and it turned into a frosty bell. My heart was quiet, as if it had been washed with water.

Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.

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Looking at the Old Times from "Night Sleeping under Niuzhu Mountain"

Lipper

On the west side of the river this night, there was not a cloud in the whole blue sky.

I looked at the moon on the deck and thought of the old general Xie in vain.

I have poems; I can read. He hears others, but it's not mine.

Tomorrow I will raise my sail and leave leaves behind me.

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spring scenery

Du Fu

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

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moonlit night

Du Fu

Tonight, watch it alone from the window of her room.

For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.

Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.

When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? ?

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The night watchman in the left courtyard of the palace

Du Fu

The low wall on the left side of the temple blocks the flowers. It is twilight, nightingale and a group of birds are singing.

In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight.

I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind whispered, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott.

I have a petition to submit in the morning, and I have been asking what time it is all night.

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Zhide has just left Beijing Jinguangmen for two years.

Ask Fengxiang. At the beginning of the yuan dynasty, pick it up from the left.

Moved to Iowa. Farewell to relatives and friends, because

Walk out this door. Have a sad past.

Du Fu

This year, from Jinmen Road to Fengxiang and the western suburbs of Chang 'an, there is a history that rebels are in chaos.

Until now, when I think about it, I am still worried. Some people are not attracted back and are still afraid of honesty.

Now that the imperial court is back, it's all over the city, and the emperor has sent me away again?

Forget it, my mediocrity is getting old day by day, bid farewell to Chang 'an and look back at the cornices of Qiangong!

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Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.

Du Fu

A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.

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To Li Bai at the end of the sky

Du Fu

A cold wind is blowing from the distant sky. What are you thinking, old friend? ?

The geese never answered me, and the rivers, lakes and seas were flooded by rain.

A poet should be careful to prosper, but the devil can trouble a vagrant.

It should be * * * murder. Throw him the poem, where he drowned himself in the Milo River.

Farewell General Yan at the station.

Du Fu

Send you away from here, green hills and empty air, double parting.

When can we raise our glasses again? We walked in the moonlight last night.

Everyone in every county praises you and can't bear to leave you. How glorious you are in the Three Dynasties.

Now I go back to my riverside village and enter the final loneliness.

Leave the tomb of Prime Minister Fang

Du Fu

I had to come back from this distant place, and I dismounted next to your lonely grave.

The place where I stood was wet with my tears, and the sky was dark with broken clouds.

I once played chess with the Prime Minister, and now I want to take the dagger he wants to my master.

But I only saw petals falling, and I only heard Suzaku respond.

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Foreign night

Du Fu

The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.

The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.

If only my art could make me famous. Free my sick old age from the office! .

Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .

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Climbing Yueyang Tower

Du Fu

I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.

The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.

There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.

The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.

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A letter to Pei Di from my cabin in Wangchuan.

Wang Wei

The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn water is flowing.

At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset set at the ferry, and midnight snack smoke floated out of the house.

Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

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An autumn night in the mountains

Wang Wei

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

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Back to my home in Songshan

Wang Wei

The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot.

I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.

An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.

In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.

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Zhong Nanshan

Wang Wei

The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea.

The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.

The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different.

Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?

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Answer deputy magistrate Zhang

Wang Wei

With the passage of time, please give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.

I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.

Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.

To know the truth about the poor, please listen to the fishing songs in the deep water.

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Through the temple of Ji Xiang.

Wang Wei

I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.

Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high?

The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.

In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.

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Letter to Li, Special Commissioner of Zizhou

Wang Wei

Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.

The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.

Women in China throw wooden boy cloth, or farmers quarrel over taro fields.

I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.

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Overlooking the Han River

Wang Wei

Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.

Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.

These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .

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My retreat in Zhongnanshan

Wang Wei

After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years.

When the soul moves, I walk alone, in the beauty that belongs to me only.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.

Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

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Prime Minister Zhang Zailin Dongting

meng haoran

The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.

Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.

I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.

When I sit here and watch a fisherman throw a hook, I envy his catch in vain.

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Climb Yanshan Mountain with friends.

meng haoran

When things change, time is often the time to form ancient and modern times.

Now we can climb the mountain to visit the historical sites preserved all over the country.

Weir water shows the river surface, and Yunmengze is cold and mysterious.

Yang's monument still exists, and we cried and read it.

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Yan Dao Mei Shi Fangshan

meng haoran

I was lying in bed in the Woods, sad that spring was coming to an end, and I lifted a curtain on the flower path.

A shining bluebird called me to the residence of the Korean pine elf.

What kind of flame is his golden crucible? Peach trees are in bud! .

Also because he held his youth in his face, the rosy flowing wine! !

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On returning to Nanshan at the end of the year

meng haoran

Don't write to the North Yard again, let me go back to the old hut in the old Nanshan.

I have no reason to decide to give up my point of view. My old and many sick friends have stopped practicing.

The frequency of white hair is that people are getting more and more every day, and spring is coming to force them to die.

Therefore, I lay awake and meditated in the moonlight under the shadow of pine trees in the empty window period.

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Guogurenzhuang

meng haoran

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

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From Qin State to Buddha Yuan

meng haoran

If I have enough means to live in seclusion, how happy I will be to find a mountain! .

It is not my will to stay in Chang 'an. My heart for Lindong School will miss my teacher.

Gold burns like firewood, and ambition fades.

The evening breeze blows a bleak breeze, and the cicada sounds melancholy.

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From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou

meng haoran

Monkeys whimper in the dark mountains, and the river rushes in the dark.

The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river.

Jiande's scenery is good, but it's not my hometown. I still miss my old friends in Yangzhou.

Recalling those two lines of tears that I couldn't restrain, I looked at the west side of the west bank and sent sadness to Yangzhou.

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Farewell to Wang Wei

meng haoran

I waited slowly and reluctantly, day after day, until now I had to leave.

Old friend, how sweet the roadside flowers would be if they didn't mean goodbye.

The lords of the kingdom are very hard on us, and the people who handle affairs are not our own kind.

You should just be lonely, and I will close the door of my old garden.

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Hanjiang's early pregnancy.

meng haoran

The south is a wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold.

My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away.

Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon.

The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.

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Qiu Deng Wu Jiangjun Tai Temple View

Liu Changqing

The dilapidated vegetation has withered, and the autumn scenery has aroused my homesickness.

Monastery in the wilderness, fewer pedestrians, waterproof ghost more profound.

The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest.

The sentimental south recalls the past, and only the Yangtze River has flowed since ancient times.

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See you on the way back to Hanyang.

Liu Changqing

This wandering veteran commanded 100,000 lions that year.

Later, when he returned to his hometown, he lost his property. When he was old, he still liked this sage very much.

The peace of the youth who served independently by the three parties and died for the country can only be known by the sword.

Now, looking at Dajiang, Jiang and Han, we go our separate ways in the evening. Where are you going? .

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Look at Wang Nanxia

Liu Changqing

Facing the mist on the water, I still waved my hand and cried.

Because the flying birds disappeared into space and crossed a desolate green hill.

But now, the long river, the lonely sail and the five lakes are shining with the light of spring in the sunset.

Along an island full of duckweeds, will there be peace of communication?

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Meet Chang Daochang at Nanxi.

Liu Changqing

Walking along a path, I found a footprint on the moss.

After a while, the clouds fell low on the quiet lake, and the grass was sweet with an idle door.

A pine tree that has become greener because of rain, a stream that originated from the mountain source.

Mixed with truth, I have forgotten what to say.

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New year's work

Liu Changqing

The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying.

People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.

The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me.

I think of Jia Yi, who taught here and died here. I don't know what my term will be.

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Send the monk back to Japan

Qian Qi

You can come to China whenever you have the opportunity; The road is foggy and the ship is sailing in a dream.

Tianhai floated up again, and the boat sailed to the edge of the distance; Beyond the mundane, you will naturally feel the light of Fa Zhou.

The mood is quiet, and everything is as unreal as water and moon; The inner government of Shiguo will come out to listen to your chanting.

The most lovely thing is that there is a Buddha lamp that illuminates the soul; Sailing in Wan Li, your eyes are always bright.

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From my research, a message was sent to review Yang at the mouth of the valley.

Qian Qi

The mountain stream gullied the hut, and the clouds set off the city wall like colorful curtains.

After the rain, the colors of Hsinchu are refreshing, and the mountains are more lovely against the sunset glow.

Leisure egrets often nest early, and autumn flowers are full of vitality later than elsewhere.

The servant is trying to clean the Rose Path. I made an appointment with my old friend yesterday.

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Greet my old friend Liangchuan on the Huaihe River.

wei yingwu

We used to be partners on the river and Han Shang, and every time we met, we would get drunk.

Since we left each other, we drifted like clouds, and ten years passed like running water, until we finally got together again.

We talked and laughed, just like before, except that the hair on our heads is a little gray now.

Then, why not come together, and all of us will sail along the Huaihe River facing the autumn mountain? .

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Say goodbye to Li Zhou in the evening rain

wei yingwu

The Chu River is shrouded in thin rain, and the companion city rings in the dusk.

The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly.

The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain.

Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river.

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One autumn night, I was listening to Qin Cheng's poems.

Han □ (the right half of "male" is replaced by "feather")

When the cold wind crawls under my mat, the exposed city walls turn pale with the autumn moon.

I saw a lone goose crossing the Milky Way, and I heard thousands of washing hammers on the rocks at night.

However, I don't want this season to take me away.

I found your poem so beautiful that I forgot about the homing birds.

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Kuiti

Liu

The mountain road is separated from the clouds by dust, and the spring scenery has a long history like Qingxi.

Petals come with the wind, and the stream carries them all the way.

In the quiet city of Jingmen, facing the winding mountain road, there is firewood and copper for reading in the depths of Liu Yin.

Every time the sun passes through the quiet Liu Yin, beautiful light shines on my clothes.

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Visit an old friend in a country inn

Dai Shulun

On the autumn night, a full moon hangs high in the sky, and Guanghua is sprinkled in the palace in Miyagi Prefecture.

People doubt that it is a dream meeting to meet Jiangnan in the capital.

The wind in the tree startled the birds, and the insects in the grass cowered from the cold.

Tourists wandering outside should have been drunk and kept each other for fear that the bell would ring.

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Send it to Li Duan.

Lulun

By my old door, in the yellow grass, we are still wandering, and our hearts are full of sadness!

The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again.

When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships.

We cry, we say nothing. What can I wish for you in this cold world? ?

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A brief but pleasant encounter with my brother-in-law "meets by chance, just for parting"

Li yi

After nearly ten years of war and displacement, adults meet unexpectedly.

I didn't know my name for the first time. I was surprised when I first saw my name. I called my name and remembered that old face.

Talking about the changes of the world after parting, I have been talking about the temple bells at dusk.

Tomorrow you are going to climb the old Baling Road in Qiushan. I wonder how much weight there is?

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