1. The poem about Jian Cao was watched by zhifei 100 feet in Wei and Jin Dynasties, where he was the imperial pavilion nearby.

Looking at Zhou from a distance, I saw the plain in the morning and evening. How sad the martyrs are, and the villains steal their leisure.

The enemy of the country is not blocked, and the mind is lost. Looking southwest with a sword, I want to go to Mount Tai.

Listen to my generous words. Jing Ke Wei, Jin, Tao Yuanming and Yan Dan are good at cultivating scholars, aiming at learning from others.

Gather one hundred husbands and get Jing Qing at the end of the year. A friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and a sword comes out of Yanjing.

Suu Kyi's reputation is wide and strange, and she gave it to me generously. The hero is not afraid of danger and grabs the long tassel.

Drinking water is easy, four rows of heroes. Gradually away from this sad building, Yi Song sang loudly.

Sadly, the wind is gone, and the cold wave is born. The business sound is more flowing, and the feather plays a strong man.

I know that I will never return, and I will leave a name for future generations. When to board the bus and fly into the Qinyuan.

Sharp, the more Wan Li, winding over thousands of cities. The poor thing came from the map, and the owner was shocked.

It's a pity that the swordsmanship is sparse and has not achieved remarkable results. Although he is gone, he has lingering feelings for thousands of years.

On the ninth day, I was drunk and recited Tang Bai Juyi's resentment, his head was white and he was ruthless and yellow. One is state Sima, and the other is Chongyang.

The sword box is full of dust, and the cage bird is long. Fisherman's laughter, the door is open.

Ask the patient to stay and listen to the music. Sighing and leaning, homesickness counts.

Nai Lao should have no plans. There is still a good way to cure his worries. If you don't learn the achievements of the king, you are drunk as your hometown.

Nanyang teenager Zhang Yanzhou town taxpayer field shooting tiger Bai Juyi in Song and Tang Dynasties has been peaceful for a year, and his eyes are full of glory. It is natural to kill the sky, but it is unnatural to be angry.

The postal road in Kanto is barren, and pedestrians are most afraid of paying taxes. Zhang is so cruel that he scolds like a sheep when he sees it.

The more subtle thunderbolt is, the more often it is rejected by Lin. When the grass turns to brocade, the waist is not whiter.

Good food has killed many young people, and childish teasing is brave. Loyalty, kindness, effectiveness, sword guessing madness, dare to act rashly.

It is not a hero who cannot subdue a country with words and weapons. Try to recruit Zhang Qian as a general. How many generals are willing to be honored?

Climbing to the North Building of Beiting, the Grand Duke Tang Cen participated in the reading of Biography of the Western Regions, and the Han family got a turn for the better. The Millennium Castle is empty, and the Yinshan Mountain is alone in Cui Wei.

The second court is near the west sea, and the autumn wind comes in June. Going to the north building at dusk, murderous look can't be condensed.

There are no birds flying in the wild, but see Bai Longgeng. At the end of the old country, I returned to my heart leisurely.

The general is newly broken, and the western suburbs are absolutely malodorous. The border town is empty, and the sword is empty.

Fortunately, in the curtain, the toilet group is full of talents. If I had known, I wouldn't have been pregnant.

Qiu Lu sent Cao to Ziang, the capital, to stay in Dongshan. The Northern Expedition is not my heart.

Loneliness for life. Feel the tears and touch your chest.

Climb thistle upstairs at dusk. Always look at Yan Shancen.

The sea is very long. Hu Shafei, deep.

Emei is like a dream The fairy is looking for it.

Fencing sigh. The sun sets in the west.

Wen Jun, Ambassador to Luoyang. This factor sends out the voice of the south.

To Dr. Li Heyang and Tang Hanyu lost their nests in the four seas, and both of them were trapped in the dust. Gratitude comes from not reporting, and melancholy comes from nothing.

Autumn is dead and tepid, and horses sing plaintively. The master's feelings are heavier, and an empty sword will destroy it.

Send someone to conquer the savage Tang Guanxiu and capture seven places, so you can climb the mountain. I also know that sharpening the knife does not miss the woodcutter.

Trees are as low as copper pillars, and tides often boil volcanoes. The name must be on the pavilion before you can return the melon.

Yuezhou, as a writer in the Tang Dynasty, said that it is easy to walk in the clouds at night. On Dongting Lake, Wangjing in Myanmar is absolutely beautiful.

The river is still unclear, and the fire is getting hotter. When you are heavy, you feel drunk and angry.

Keep the fishy smell of fish and turtles, and put some mosquitoes and blood on them. White thinking is strong, and the heart is mysterious and clumsy.

The sword crown is moss, and the piano book is abandoned. Only the word gratitude is deliberately immortal.

Give the frontier generals Tang,, and fighters to swallow Wan Li empty. Turning to the snow in dragon sword, even the leopard embroidered the flag wind.

Tribes return to heaven, enter the government and enter the emperor. Only Heyuan and Sanhai belong to the people now.

Trapped in the Tang Dynasty, Gao Shidong went to Lulongsai, and he was very lonely. Pavilion column Wan Li, han soldiers still prepare hu.

It's dusty in the north and Lu rides in the south. Is it a long-term solution to turn over barrels? It's not a long-term solution.

Just yesterday, General Li left the capital according to the festival. General Rong swept the desert and captured Khan alive in World War I.

Always grateful and willing to make a difference. Who wants to talk by the sword, the river is empty.

Talking about the past and giving it to Jiang Yang Slaughterhouse, Tang Li Bai made the world, and Zhong Yong made waves. The breeze swings through the ages, and the traces are high with the stars.

Lu Shiying is arrogant. In ancient times, many kings held sacrifices, and Yue was Cao.

When he was a romantic teenager, Luo Jing wandered around. Yanling sword at the waist, jade belt bead robe.

I used to be a cockfighter, and I even extended five tombs. Invite the phase coverage organization, oh, I'm afraid of losing.

It can drive thousands of people, and the pommel horse is easy. Hurriedly clear the constitutional platform and take off the north gate.

Jiang was slaughtered, and the thorn tree was Lan Fang. Why is the gate solemn? Frost flies in May and Autumn.

Good birds choose wood to live in, and high talent will determine han tang. When I came back from the house, there were a row of silk tubes.

But it's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and there's no reason. Lotus blooms in Jiangbei and Myrica rubra ripens in Jiangnan.

While drinking, Huai Xian was in his mind. Hang seats to meet the bright moon in the sea and take the wind to Changchuan.

Sell more Xinfeng headlands and boats full of beaches and streams. I met someone halfway to the door.

Laugh as drunk as a fiddler and have fun for life. It is said that Li Bai, a Tang general, went out of Wuwei and entered the silver platform for protection.

Pingming blew his sword into the sky. At dusk, he hung up his whip and came back drunk. The jade emperor breezes and the beauty dances the bright moon.

The past is like a dream, and you are drunk when you meet. Tang Jian Li Jiao, I have a Kunwu sword, and I want to go to the master's court.

Bai Hong cuts jade, and the purple air dries the night star. Lotus moves on the cake, and the frost and snow in the box are bright.

Relying on heaven to serve the country, drawing a place to take a male name. In the winter of the army, Yan Tang and Wei He all crossed the sea, and the emperor was still diligent.

Yan's style is constant rank, softness and alienation from the people. This country is a big fan, pass the parcel, and all the three armed forces are happy.

It's time for winter clothes again, and Rong's morale is getting stronger and stronger. Tiger and bamboo are sent to the DPRK, and heroes are honored.

It is a shame to have no treasures of land, sea and air. Maruko sword sounded in the court, and the songs in the class blew new ones.

I don't know if it's too late, so I don't want to say too much. I used to feel the same way.

Gu said that he was a soldier in the army, and he answered why.

2. Flying flowers are handy in picking leaves, and a sword comes from the west; Flying flowers and picked leaves can hurt people: Dong Fangbubai.

But it turns out that Dong Fangbubai's rapid movement is unbelievable. At the moment of this lightning Shi Huo, he had already punched it with a needle.

Fox stabbed him in the face, then retracted his arm and blocked Ling Huchong's sword with a needle. Thanks to Ling Huchong this sword also hit.

Extremely fast, attack the enemy had to save, and Dong Fangbubai attack the enemy in a rage, not a little careless, this needle.

He missed the point. People who miss him need a hole. The embroidery needle in Dong Fangbubai's hand is no more than one inch long, and it is almost windy.

Incredibly, Ling Huchong's sword can swing straight without sinking into the water. Ling Huchong was terrified.

Now, I know I met an enemy I have never seen in my life today. As long as I give each other leisure time, I will immediately.

If your life is in danger, immediately brush and stab four swords, all pointing to the other side's key.

"A sword from the west" comes from Gu Long's "Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", which itself describes that the sword is very fast, not a proper name of someone. Can be used in Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng. However, in this sentence, "On a full moon night, the top of the mountain is forbidden, and a sword comes from the west, flying fairy in the sky", the sword from the west does not refer to two people, but describes Ye Gucheng, and Ye Gucheng's stunt is flying fairy in the sky, only these two.

3. What are the poems of Guangling Sword? Seven unique poems passed down from generation to generation. I don't have any jewels. The poems in the sword box are treasured.

I hope the world will remain chivalrous and not teach foxes and mice to dare to invade each other. After hundreds of battles, the wine was still warm, and the frost invaded the temples and turned gloomy.

Jin Ge Ma Tie hated it and failed all the clubs in my heart. After 20 years of crossing the ocean, plum blossoms in the north were left out in the cold.

The purse is empty and embroidered with mandarin duck characters, and the green leaves turn into old people's shadows. The Yangtze River flows east through the ages, and Hu doesn't pay right away.

Looking back 60 years, several people in Mobei, south of the Yangtze River are worried. When I come back from the storm in Zhongzhou, I hope the country will become a tyrant.

Have a calm day, just like you. "The blur" Huanxisha is independent and boundless. Every time she is disappointed, an example of gratitude and resentment will be rewarded.

There are still fragments left in the broken swan goose. Mo Daoping disappeared with the water, but Xia Ying remained in his heart forever.

Who conveyed the emotion in this? "The blur" Qing Pingle smiled and did her best. Catch up with the spring in Jiangnan, and the spring is beautiful.

It rained heavily last night, but it's sunny today. Sadness with catkins turns into smoke with the wind.

On a trip to Andy, The blur skimmed the water in search of a nest. Yunshan remembered that he had met each other and felt sorry for himself. The cold village was deserted. The next day, when people crossed the river, the sound of doubt was forbidden and the clouds turned.

Liuhua indifferent, Qingxi empty, full of grievances. "Scattered Woman" Huanxi Shawan Watch, who is the owner of Gan Kun? Autumn spared the king a sigh of relief.

Since the new words are scattered, let short dreams chase cold gulls. Scatter flowers to relax.

"Scattered Woman" Huanxisha is melancholy and Xiaoying has a dream of dying in the sun. She always remembers the mistakes in the dream. There must be affection in it! The trees are resisting the wind and snow, and the roses in the south of the Yangtze River are clustered in the morning glow, each heading for the horizon.

"Scattered Woman" Huanxisha Wang Li's spring breeze meets Cuiwei, and the ruthless wind sends the tide back. On the Qiantang River, there is a dim glow.

I am like a river with ebb and flow, and you are like a seagull and heron. A bosom friend in life is always a bosom friend.

"Lian Jian Fengyunlu Sword Story" Linjiang Xian recalls poetry, wine, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the years are like water. Spring flowers are like dancing skirts, prosperous as dreams, and melancholy with the east wind.

People are nearly middle-aged, worried about their temples and empty-minded. Leaning against the fence and looking at the sword like a rainbow, it is difficult to blame yourself for your lofty sentiments and sing about Jiangdong.

The heart of the mirror of the seven wonders in Lian Jian Fengyunlu Sword is like moving a boat to a blue beach, and it is difficult to walk through one beach after another! The coolness is pity, the shock wave penetrates the heart, the waterfall flows in the spring, and the sun shadow is cold! How can I talk to you in the dream of Guangling Sword? Leng Yue near Qinhuai missed the spectrum of Sansheng honeymoon. Life and death are vague words. Don't blame cicadas for leaving the tree.

The blow of coldness adds fragrance to asking questions, which will only increase sadness. "Guangling Sword" A phoenix lingyun flies alone in Huanxisha, and it is also a time to live in groups.

Only hurt the old couple and want to return home safely? The sword is empty, and the cowherd and the weaver girl are uneven! Tianshan Mountain looks very sad. "bride with white hair" Shuilongyin, a misty mountain peak in the sky, used to be my hometown.

When the kiss xiu comes, the soft dust begins to tread, and Shimen lives in the west. Short hoe flowers, long poems with wine, a few times.

Used to crack flutes and blow clouds, sing songs and disperse fog, shake clothes and make thousands of trees. Don't learn new sounds, I'm afraid the words will be laughed at.

Pick a bucket and move the stars, startle the sand and fall on the moon, and open a cloud road. Old tour of Pengdao, new territory for staff, flying from the beginning.

"bride with white hair" Qinyuan Spring Sword comes from the west, and a thousand rocks arch the moon, with a vertical and horizontal shadow. The mirror is not a stage, bodhi is not a tree, and the environment starts from the heart. Can you make it clear? Whether there is magic or not is judged by future generations in the Jianghu.

Let's tidy up. Let's talk about heroes and children first and leisure first. The wind and thunder are passionate.

The faint frost is charming. Sigh that beautiful women are peerless, never old, century-old commitment, unfaithful alliance.

Short hoe flowers, long poem wine and poem wine are always remembered year after year. On the Tianshan Mountains, the dragons and snakes brushed away, and ink splashed in the south of the Yangtze River.

"bride with white hair" recalls the quiet autumn night in the south of the Yangtze River, looking at the residual lights alone. Who knows me, who is ironic, and who sits in MengMeng is a gentleman, so why should I be depressed?

The wind rolls the rain, and the rain rolls the heart. My heart seems to want to go with the wind and rain, and the vast sea floats and sinks.

No love, no hate. "Three Women in the Jianghu" is as tender as water and as beautiful as flowers and jade, which makes people envious.

According to people, the return of swallows has changed greatly. Catkin is blowing, and spring breeze is blowing in your face. Don't write Wen Jun's resentment on your words.

Jiangnan is generally like the Great Wall, and Yuanyang is deep in the blue waves. "Three Women in the Jianghu" is the God of Huanxi Sand in the extensive collection of previous sentences. Who doesn't pity, the golden stove is broken, where can there be a life like that before? See and rest, like a dream. Although it is as close as the sky when sitting, how many ileums can there be when it is broken? "Three Women in the Jianghu" is a red dream, and it is a thousand miles away to find an old tour.

The trees are old and barren, with deep moss and reeds. I used to be worried. Only now, Fei Hung-chien has passed away, and how many clear autumns have passed in the New Year?

The East China Sea is full of tides and the summer peaks are green, all by gazing at each other. Looking back on a strange hometown, we stayed in residual leakage for a few days and went to the West Building with * * *.

After Ban Gu's book is finished, he is like a gift, and he is free to recruit herons and gulls. I asked when I would return, and I was drunk with white clouds floating in Longshan. Just why did Fang Ju Lan Xiu stay at the end of the world for a long time?

The Bodhisattva of Three Women in the Jianghu is brave and courageous. Who can say, wandering rivers and lakes, pity three women. Playing the index for the New Year, the Chinese New Year dream is like smoke.

It's cold, lonely and empty in the distance. Stepping all over the branches, Gu Hong flew alone.

"Seven Swords Down the Tianshan Mountains" has been an empty dream for ten years. I have a vague feeling about bronze camel lane, and I have been thinking for a long time.

The wine wakes up the poetry and dreams, and the south is clear in autumn. Looking at the sword sadly, there is nowhere to return to the ship.

There is still a long way to go tomorrow. Who will guard Chu Pei and make a map of Zhongzhou? Count heroic children and worry about the past and the present. I finally got rid of the lamp, but it was a flash in the pan. I finally rested, I finally got used to falling, and I finally buried the barren hills.

"Seven Swords Down the Tianshan Mountains" Klang Ganzhou is the saddest place to burn the border town, and the home country hates it. Listening to people crying and playing with Hu Jia in the evening should be tired of talking.

The sword Tianshan mountains come and go, and the wind and rain are used to it. May the vicissitudes of life count the cold stars.

Who can solve this hatred, don't send it away. Don't continue the old dream of Beijing, please look at the yellow sand and white grass-the blood is still turbid.

Jing Hong swept the water, and the waves were silent. Not to mention, it is difficult to shed tears after the crimson beads are moved, and where to hold the solitary stems.

Take care, Joan building comes and goes, and it's as empty as a clam. "Seven Swords Down the Tianshan Mountains" Huanxisha is used to wandering in the rivers and lakes, and she said her grievances from the beginning.

Love and hate are always hard to stop. The sea of clouds is vast, and the Tianshan Mountain is firm and gentle.

Emei will never be full of troubles. "Cold Light Sword of Ice Spirit" points to the crimson lips and the jade sword, and the ending is a strange adventure.

Snow lotus honeymoon; Leng Xiang flew into the poem. Even if there is Mount Everest, it is difficult to separate Liulang Road.

Yun Shenchu wants to live in a glacier with Yin Xie. "Cold Light Sword of Ice Spirit" is the first promise in your heart when you are as close as lips and teeth and meet unexpectedly.

One world, however, when China has our friendship. Mount Everest in the mediastinum is difficult to walk the next day.

The meaning of the book means that it is blown to Lang by the wind. Ice spirit.

4. Where did the sword come from? A sword comes from the west and flies in the sky.

This is invincible fencing. If you go all out, even Lu Xiaofeng's fingers will be cut off instantly. Since practicing this sword, Ye Gucheng knows this very well.

However, just after practicing this sword, he vomited more and more.

He has invincible fencing, but he has never had any friends.

Ye Gucheng is already a sword in everyone's eyes, but he is definitely not a person. People only see his sword, and no one can see what kind of person Ye Gucheng really is. Absolutely no one cares about this.

Everyone just wants to know: is the flying fairy falling from the sky an invincible sword? As for Ye Gucheng's own feelings, no one will mention them, and almost no one will think of them.

Only care about, only Ye Gucheng himself.

In a writer's pen, characters usually have their own lives. A life beyond the writer's control.

When Gu Long gave Ye Gucheng the first gene of life, he didn't necessarily think that Ye Gucheng would care so much about his loneliness.

Ye Gucheng once thought that there was another person in this world who was lonely because of his sword-Ximen Chuixue. But he later learned that he was wrong, all wet, even though Ximen Chuixue was just a sword like him in anyone else's eyes. In Lu Xiaofeng's mind, Ximen Chuixue is two words-friend!

5. What are the poems about "sword"? I have a three-foot box, white stone hides green front. It's been hidden for 30 years, and I dare not open it easily. No one can solve the dance, and the autumn mountain locks the dragon. Always look at yourself, clear water and pale lotus. Domestic chickens do not need to be cut, slaughtered or slaughtered. I want to look forward to Zhang Zhuangwu and praise Guo Daigong. Sing a song and caress the box, want to cry without tears Fortunately, I am honored that there are long flying stars in Hanzhong. -Zhu Yunming. Ming dynasty sword

Ancient poems about swords:

1. Hate turns white and heartless chrysanthemums turn yellow. One is state Sima, and the other is Chongyang. The sword box is full of dust, and the cage bird is long. Fisherman's laughter, the door is open. Ask the patient to stay and listen to the music. Sighing and leaning, homesickness counts. Nai Lao should have no plans. There is still a good way to cure his worries. If you don't learn the achievements of the king, you are drunk as your hometown. -Bai Juyi. Drunk for nine days in Tang Dynasty

Dongshan stays in the past. The Northern Expedition is not my heart. Loneliness for life. Feel the tears and touch your chest. Climb thistle upstairs at dusk. Always look at Yan Shancen. The sea is very long. Hu Shafei, deep. Emei is like a dream The fairy is looking for it. Fencing sigh. The sun sets in the west. Wen Jun, Ambassador to Luoyang. Chen Ziang. In the Tang Dynasty, "Qiu Lu sent Cao to Beijing"

All the seas lose their nests, and all fall into dust. Gratitude comes from not reporting, and melancholy comes from nothing. Autumn is dead and tepid, and horses sing plaintively. The master's feelings are heavier, and an empty sword will destroy it. -Han Yu. In the Tang dynasty, "the factor sounds southern". To Dr. Li Heyang "

Bingzhou once spent thousands of dollars and spent many years on earth. There is treasure behind, but there is no blood on earth. -Pan Gui. Song dynasty sword

5. Sad swords make strong tears, and Christina has no enmity. Fortunately, there is room in the box, so don't shine to shoot half a cow. -Huang Shunzhi. Song dynasty sword

6. Han Jiagui, Nishino Jing. Dry stars show sharp weapons, and water shows magic soldiers. Cut the Zhu, leaving a feeling of death. There is no need to convince Zheng Jin that he has his own name. -Ding Wei in the Song Dynasty. Song dynasty sword

7. When you are sad, you pour wine, and your sword tears deeply. Wang Yuanliang. Song and autumn admire the king.

8. Hold the pearl in the left hand and the wisdom sword in the right hand. -Pick it up. Tang poetry

9. Since the sword is buried in the south, whoever goes to the East Gate will be crowned. Li Xianyong. Ten Poems of Ren Shang Mountain Residence in Tang Dynasty were revised according to rhyme.

10. Self-pity is not firm but gentle, flying to the bullfighting star. Xie Qian. One hundred untitled poems by Jiang Xing in Tang Dynasty

6. Ancient poems about swords ~ Urgency ~ Storm Li Shangyin I am thinking about the poem Baodao, and my road has been tortuous for many years; The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings.

On the surface, I seem happy to have new people, but I am doomed to leave my old friends behind; I shouted for Xinfeng Liquor, and I had Qian Qian's worries. Su Wu Temple Wen Although our special envoy Su Wu is gone, the body and soul, the temple survived, and these trees live forever; The wild geese passing through the clouds are still calling to the moon, and the sheep on the oboro are stuffed with grass smoke.

When he came back, he found that his country had changed because of his young hat and sword. Marquis Hou Feng commemorates the emperor, who has never met his subjects; Empty to the eyes of the first emperor, lamenting the past years. Leaving the tomb of the Prime Minister's Office, I had to come back from this distant place, and I dismounted next to your lonely tomb; 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 bring the dagger he wants to my master. But I only saw petals falling, and I only heard Suzaku respond. On both sides of the Yellow River recovered by the imperial army, Du Fu's sword suddenly unfolded and closed the north of Hebei. At first, I couldn't stop crying on my skirt.

Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. On the green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine; Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

Man Jiang Hong Su Shi Jianghan came from the west, with tall buildings and deep grapes. Or bring your own, sea of clouds and waves, Jinjiang spring scenery.

You are a legacy of Nanshan, and I am homesick for foreigners. Are you heartless about this room and the scenery? Speak diligently.

Biography of Jiang Biao, stop reading. Crazy Chu Shi, what a pity.

The empty continent is desolate for parrots and reeds. Don't just laugh at the literati fighting the bottom, Cao Gong and Huang Zu are erratic.

May you give immortal poems and chase the yellow crane. Li Yu's past in Langtaosha is only sad, but it is difficult to arrange the scenery.

Moss invaded the courtyard in the autumn wind. The bead curtain is idle. Who comes all day long? Jin Jian has been buried and full of vitality.

On a cool night, the moonlight blooms. I want to see the shadow of the jade palace and the pool, and the sky shines on Qinhuai! The third of 59 ancient poems, Li Bai and the king of Qin swept Liuhe, eyeing He Xiongzai, waving swords and fixing the clouds, and the ministers came to the West.

Judging from the apocalypse, it has generally driven a group of talents; Withdraw troops and cast gold people, and the valley of letters opens eastward; Gong Ming, looking at the evil platform. 700,000 torturers set out from Mount Li.

I am still exploring the elixir of life, and I am at a loss to express my sadness; Even the crossbow shoots sea fish, and the long whale is Cui Wei; The forehead and nose are like five mountains, with clouds and thunder, and the temples cover the sky. Why do you see Penglai, Xu's wife is Qin.

When did the ship return, but I saw the golden coffin buried under three springs. Fifty-nine ancient poems, the sixteenth, Li Bai's sword, Ssangyong, snowflakes shining on hibiscus, shine all over the world, and Lei Teng can't rush.

As soon as I left the golden box, I lost track of myself. The wind died for a long time, so I sneaked to the front. Wu Shuishen, Chushan heavy; Men and women are inseparable, and immortals meet.

Fifty-nine ancient poems, forty-eight, Li Bai, Qin Wang pressed the sword, he was angry and surprised; Patrol the sea right every day, driving away stones and driving away cangjin. Requisition of nine empty apartments, building a bridge and injuring ten thousand people; But if you ask Peng Tao for medicine, you don't think about farming in spring.

Hard work is not enough, and the Millennium is sad. Fifty-nine ancient poems, fifty-four poems, Li Bai leaning on the sword on the stage, leisurely sending spring eyes, hazel full of hills, deep valleys hiding herbs.

Birds sing in the west sea, and there are no strange trees to gather; Birds live in their homes, and Artemisia is full of people. The breeze in the Jin dynasty has faded, and the poor side cries.

Fifty-nine ancient poems, fifty-six, Li Bai, the Yue guest picked pearls and carried them out of the South Division; According to the sea and the moon, the price of the imperial city is beautiful. Offering Jun Jun a sword, holding a treasure and sighing; The sham as the genuine, the heart is more annoying.

Stuffed six songs, Li Bai, Tianshan snow in May, no flowers but cold; Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality. Sean Xiao with the golden drum, sleeping at night holding a jade saddle; I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country.

Plug the sixth of the six songs, Li Bai takes the autumn, and the heavenly soldiers leave the Han family; The generals are divided into tigers and bamboos, and the soldiers are divided into Wolongsha. The moon flies with the bow shadow, and Shuang Hu blows the sword flower; Jade can't get in, and young women don't grow up.

In the sixth song of "Six Poems Stuffed", Li Bai's bonfire moved to the desert, and even shone with Ganquan Cloud; Press the sword to call General Li. The military spirit is in harmony with nature, the drums are at the bottom, and they go forward bravely, and the first world war is demon-like.

Li Bai crossed the Great Northern Wilderness Lu array from the north gate of Hebei, Hu Jingmang made a masterpiece, the feather book was quickly shocked, and the bonfire was bright for days; Tiger and bamboo first aid the border, and Rong Chesen did it. The Lord is restless and flies according to the heart of the sword; Push the hub out of the fierce, even the flag to the battlefield.

The soldiers rushed out of the curtain and killed into the sky. At the foot of Hongshan Mountain, the camp is purple, the wind and sand in Mengdong are tight, and flags are everywhere.

Draw a corner to mourn the bright moon in the sea and ask about the frost in the clothes; Swing the blade to cut Loulan, bend the bow to shoot the wise king, Khan waved flat, and the species fell and died; Report the merits to the son of heaven and return the Song to Xianyang. Going north, what does Li Bai suffer from going north? The northern edge is too high, the road is winding, the rocks are rugged, the horseshoe stumbles on the side stone, and the wheels destroy the mountain.

Dust is connected to Youzhou, and bonfires are connected to the north; Murderous halberds, clothes torn by strong winds, whales caught in the Yellow River, and teeth-cutting in Luoyang. Go forward and never return to the sun, return to your hometown, and be miserable in the ice and snow; The feet are not covered, the skin is withered, the grain is blocked by water, and the salary is long.

The tiger loses its tail again, the autumn frost grinds its teeth, the vegetation can't eat, and the hunger drinks zero pulp. Sigh that it is difficult to go north, don't worry about it, when will Wang Daoping see the light of day again?

Send a white horse, General Li Bai sends a white horse, and cross the Yellow River in a continuous festival, with loud gongs and drums and rough waves; There are earthquake tiles in Wu' an, and there are no cold songs in the water; If the snow-capped mountains are surging, the drinking water stream can dry up the Hutuo River. Young soldiers hunt the moon cave, turn to the strategic direction, climb Yanran with their swords, and Bian Feng is steep; Beyond the depression, there are more than five points of farming; The general cleared the desert by force, and the tiger skin wrapped the Janjaweed.

Jun Macelo Wong Li Baijun Macelo Wong, I am Ma Bai, although the color of horses is different, people are separated; * * * Make a tour of the smelting plate, with double rows of Luoyang devoted to strangers, long swords like obsidian, high crowns like clouds, each with thousands of Jin Meiyu, all five guests. The tiger fell.

7. Poem about sword, ancient style, Tang Libai, sweeping Liuhe, eyeing He Xiongzai.

Flying swords will float in the clouds, and princes will come to the west. ..... antique Tang Li Bai Qin Huang pressed the sword, which made him angry and shocked God.

Patrol the sea right every day, driving away stones and driving away cangjin. I take nine empty buildings and hurt ten thousand people as a bridge.

But if you ask Pengdao for medicine, you don't think about farming in spring. Hard work is not enough, and the Millennium is sad.

In the ancient Tang Dynasty, Li Bai took the stage with his sword, and sent his eyes to the spring. Hazelnut trees cover mountains, while Cao Qiong hides deep valleys.

Birds sing in the west sea, and no rare wood can be harvested. Where yeast lives, Artemisia is full of thousands of people.

The breeze in the Jin dynasty has faded, and the poor side cries. Li Bai, an ancient Tang Dynasty, picked pearls from tourists and took them out of the south corner.

According to the sea and the moon, the price of the imperial city is beautiful. Let Jun Jun press his sword, and he lifted the treasure.

The sham as the genuine, the heart is more annoying. Antique Tang Li Bai Jian Shuanglong, snowflakes shine on hibiscus.

Lei Teng can't shoot heaven and earth. As soon as I left the golden box, I lost my face.

The wind has been blowing for a long time, so it is lurking. Wu is deep in water, and Chushan is heavy.

Men and women are inseparable, and immortals meet. No one walks with Ge Hu. tang style blows frost, seaweed withers, tendons are thin, and Hu Ma horns are strong.

Han Jiabing, 300,000, is the general and leader of Huo Piao Yao. The meteor is inserted in the white waist, and the sword flower and autumn lotus are light out of the box.

When the snow went down, the soldiers shone brilliantly, and the arrows of Yutong and Lu shot shining armor like yellow sand. Both the dragon and the tiger return, and the white moon can destroy the enemy.

The enemy can be destroyed, and the head can be destroyed. Hanging in the sky, buried next to Zisai.

Hu nobody, Han Daochang, your majesty's life is three thousand frost. But the song is full of wind and cloud, and the warrior wants to keep the square.

Hu Wuming, Han Daochang. Za Ge Bai Ma Tang Li Bai Ma Long Hua Xue Mao Jin An Wu Ling Hao.

Autumn frost scissors jade sword, sunset bead robe. Cockfighting is a big deal, and the porch is too high.

Bow out a mountain tiger, hand meets Taishan mountain. After drinking it, try the wind, three cups of nod.

Kill people like grass, and play with Meng. Make a determined effort to go to Hangu and join the army to go to Lintao.

All-powerful battlefield, Xiongnu do stormy waves. Returning made me intoxicated and refused to worship the grass.

Ashamed to enter the fairy room, Artemisia is hidden in the wilderness. Zaqu Gezi Xia Xing Tang Libai Zhao Ke Hu Manying Wu Gou Double Xue Ming.

The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped. Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind.

After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths. Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees.

Eat meat with the sea and drink with Hou Ying in a big bowl. Three cups of spit, five mountains are light.

After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air. When Zhao was captured, the soldiers and civilians in the city were frightened.

Hai and Hou Yingcai are real warriors of the second century, and they are famous in the whole city. As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero.

Who can learn Confucian scholars, stay in books all his life, have white hair, and still write the Xuanjing? .