A poem with two words.

The Singing Willow by Tang He Zhang Zhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Tang Du Mu's Red Cliff

A broken iron halberd sank into the sand and disappeared, only to find that it was the remnant of Battle of Red Cliffs after grinding and washing. If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.

Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

Tang Lihe's "Li Ping Yong Yin"

Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing. Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.

Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing. The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.

Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain. Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.

Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.

Tang's glory music

The son of kite shoulder is in his twenties, with braided teeth and excited lips. Spirit is like a rainbow, drinks are like buildings, and night is called Geng Yan.

You can visit the pepper house through the back road, and the long autumn is full of gold. Yutang teases Jinlouzi, and the audience learns Handan Opera.

The tongue is called a girl, and the brocade embroidered surface is next to Emperor Xian of Han Dynasty.

I got ten beads and a pair of white jade, and the new imperial edict hung gold and dragged purple light.

Ma Rufei, people's hearts are like water, and all officials are looking forward to it. I'll go back to the sun and the moon first. I want to be a river.

I cut the clouds on the tiger crown, and the morning sword tends to be purple. Embroidered Duan Qianxun, became a soap official, and made a home secretary with gold.

There is a big house in front of the twelve gates. The sky is blue and there are thin spring smoke. The gold shop is decorated with red light, and the bronze dragon is like a bucket.

Yao Ji was drunk, lying in the fragrant seat, and the window of the sea millet cage was empty. Take the Danxue Phoenix to fill the line, as full as a fist.

The golden toad smells like blue candle, and the uniform is full of prostitutes. Who knows that the rainy night has come, but I see the spring grass growing in the pool.

Noisy strings blow into the sky, and Hongya's flute resounds through the sky. The sky is always through the two lakes, and the clouds are never like dry thunder.

The sleeves are crossed, the bagpipes dance, and the five-tone bluebird learns to read. Can teach carved stone to train Zijin, send carved hair to send new rabbits.

Huang San's seven nobles, fifty captains and two generals. At that time, I flew to chase colorful clouds, which became today's Beijing spring.

Don Liu Yuxi's "Enjoy Lotte at the First Meeting in Yangzhou"

The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.

On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.

Song Shaoyong's ode to the mountain village

At first glance, it is two or three miles away, and mist hangs over four or five families. The pavilions are six or seven, and the flowers bloom in eighty or ninety.

Yu Zhu

The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds. Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying.