Du Fu

The guest kitchen is thin, and the pillow on the river floor is clear. I am only thin in my later years, and I want to be emotional in the long summer.

Slippery memories of carved Hu rice, fragrant smell of brocade with soup. Warm your stomach with a spoon. Who wants to make a cup of poppy?

In late autumn, Cai Yong held a royal drinking banquet in Changsha, and sent Liu Yin to join the army and return to Du Fu, a pilgrimage province in Lizhou.

Jiashi knows each other, and looks forward to it. Willing to vote and drink, willing to buy books and emails.

At dusk in Huang Yun, birds fly high in the sky, and in autumn, the trees are very cold. It doesn't snow in winter in Hunan, so you will get sick if you stay for a long time.

Dui Duxue House

The snow in the north makes Changsha, and Hu Yun is cold. With wind and leaves, no rain can bloom.

Gold bags are exhausted, and silver pots of wine are easy to credit. No one exhausts the floating ants, waiting for the faint crows.

Two Du Fu Poems by Tomb-Sweeping Day

A new passenger ship came from North Korea, and the lake was a clean spring scenery. Embroidered feathers and flowers made him proud.

I have no chance to ride bamboo. Finally, with the ending of Hutong, Chu women's waist is also poor.

I can't see the old place of the city, but I still have Jiafu's well. Deficiency and coke are cold foods,

Selling money depends on the different nature of Yan Jun's mountains and rivers in Zhong Ding. Mud mash and coarse rice are my years.

This body wanders in the west and the east, and its right arm is withered and half deaf. Silence is a boat of tears,

You are lying on the pillow, and Zuo Shu is empty. Ten years of hard work pays off, so does the swing custom in Wan Li.

The clouds on the wild goose return to the purple plug, and the family uses green maple to drill the fire. In the fireworks of Qin Chengge,

The Han Dynasty was dominated by beautiful mountains and rivers. Feng shui spring comes to spacious Dongting, and Bai Ping worries about killing Pulsatilla.

Du Fu in Fatan Prefecture (Balance between Time and Pool)

Drink Changsha wine in the evening and enjoy Hunan water and spring. The shore flowers fly to see off the guests, and the Yan language keeps people.

Jia Fu didn't. Chu Gongshu is peerless. Before and after becoming famous, it hurts to look back.