Changganxing (1)

Author: Li Bai [Tang Dynasty] 701-762

The concubine's forehead is covered with hair, and the flowers are folded in front of the door.

The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

Living together in Changqianli, the two children have no doubts.

At the age of fourteen, she is a gentleman's wife, and her face has not yet shown her shame.

He lowers his head towards the dark wall and calls out a thousand times.

On the fifteenth day, I raise my eyebrows and wish to be like dust and ashes.

How can I go to the husband-watching platform if I always keep a letter holding a pillar?

The Sixteenth Lord traveled far away, and Qutang Yan was ready to pile up.

The fifth month is untouchable, and the apes cry out in mourning from the sky.

There are no signs of slow movement in front of the door, and there is green moss all over.

The moss is too deep to be swept away, and the leaves fall early in the autumn wind.

In August, butterflies come and fly over the grass in the West Garden.

This hurts my heart, and I sit and worry about my beauty getting old.

Get off the Sanbus in the morning and evening, and send the book home in advance.

It’s not far to meet each other, until the wind blows.

Changganxing (2)

Author: Li Bai

Recalling the concubine in the boudoir, the smoke and dust were unknown.

Marrying a man from Changgan, waiting for the wind in the sand.

When the south wind blows in May, I miss you at the lower ridge.

The west wind blows in August, and I want you to carry forward your son.

How sad it is to come and go, see less and part ways more.

I arrived in Xiangtan in a few days, and my dream became more and more turbulent.

Last night the wind was so strong that the trees at the head of the river were broken.

The darkness in Miaomiao is endless, where are the pedestrians?

It’s a good time to ride on the floating clouds, and the best time is in the east of Lanzhu.

Mandarin ducks on the green cattails, in the emerald brocade screen.

Self-pity for more than fifteen years, the color is peach blossom red.

The business woman is worried about the water and the wind.

Climb Meigan to see Jinling and give it to monk Zhongfu of the high seat of the temple to his nephew.

Author: Li Bai

Zhongshan embraces Jinling, and it is so domineering.

The sky opens and the emperor lives, and the color of the sea illuminates the palace.

The peaks are like deer racing against each other.

The river water comes in nine directions, and the clouds disappear in the distance.

When the great fortune has passed, the dragon and tiger will rest.

I come to the Qing Dynasty to visit the poor Chu and Yue.

My sect is a master of Zen Buddhism, and his bones are particularly beautiful.

There are many stars in the sky, and the only one who is bright is the moon.

Dwelling in the dark is in accordance with physiology, and the grass and trees are not cut down.

The smoke window attracts roses, and the old wild ferns on the stone wall.

Wu Feng wears sandals, and his white feet are proudly covered with socks.

After a few nights on the mountain, Xiao Ran forgot to pay a visit.

Talking about sutras and performing golden verses, descending cranes and dancing on the snowy sea.

Whenever I smell the fragrance from heaven, I am at peace with the world.

A good trip is hard to come by, but the spring breeze cherishes the farewell.

Yang Cui'er

Author: Li Bai

Junge Yang Cui'er, my concubine persuades Xinfeng to drink wine.

What is the most concerning thing? The crow of the white door willow.

When the birds sing and the poplar flowers disappear, you stay in your concubine’s house when you are drunk.

The agarwood fire in the furnace in Boshan, the twin smokes rise up into the purple clouds

The Song of Lao Lao Pavilion

Author: Li Bai

Jinling Lao Lao Send In the living room, vines grow close to the road.

The ancient sentiments are like the flowing water in the east. The wind here is sad and the poplars are sad.

I ride on plain boats to enjoy happiness together, chanting the clear river and flying into the night frost.

I heard Niu Zhu reciting five chapters in the past. How can I thank Yuan Jialang now?

The cold sound of bitter bamboo moves the autumn moon, and I sleep alone under the empty curtain to return to my dream.

Climb Xie Andun in the northwest of Jinling Yecheng

Author: Li Bai

The Jin Dynasty collapsed in the past, and Yongjia fled south.

The sand and dust are so vast, and the dragon and the tiger are fighting each other.

Hu Ma is flourishing with Chinese grass, and the genius is frowning at the Central Plains.

The wise craftsman felt bad luck, and the cloud suddenly flew over.

Group training illuminates the state of Chu, and the flags are connected to Haimen.

There are millions of people in the Western Qin Dynasty, and they are as armored as clouds.

Throwing a whip can fill the river, and it can sweep away the insufficiency theory.

The emperor's luck has returned to normal, and the ugly prisoners have no soul left behind.

Conversation and laughter stop the flow, and the common people hope to survive.

When visiting the historical sites in Yecheng, there is still Xie Andun.

With a view of the surrounding area, the high standards are unparalleled.

Imagine the posture of Dongshan and remember the words of Youjun.

The phoenix tree recognizes the beautiful tree, and the cymbidium leaves its fragrant roots.

The egret reflects the spring island, and the green dragon sees the Chaotun.

The ancient clouds and objects are there, and the grass and millet are abundant in Taiwan.

I am here to drink clear waves and plant a famous garden here.

After success, he brushed off his clothes and returned to Wulingyuan.

Singing under the Moon on the West Tower of Jinling City

Author: Li Bai

The night in Jinling is quiet and the cool breeze blows. I go up to the tall building alone to look at Wu and Yue.

The white clouds reflect the water and shake the empty city, and the white dew drops drop the autumn moon.

Under the moon, I have been brooding for a long time, and my eyes have become blurry.

The explanation "Chengjiang is as pure as practice" makes people remember Xie Xuanhui for a long time.

Jinling Winery Leaves Farewell

Author: Li Bai

The wind blows the willow flowers and fills the shop with fragrance, and Wu Ji presses wine to invite guests to taste.

The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and everyone drank wine if they wanted to do it or not.

Please ask me about the flowing water in the east. Do you want to know who is good or bad with me?

Climbing the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling

Author: Li Bai

The Phoenix travels on the Phoenix Terrace, and the phoenix leaves the platform and the Kongjiang River flows by itself.

The flowers and plants of Wu Palace are buried in the secluded path, and the clothes of Jin Dynasty become ancient hills.

Beyond the blue sky half-fallen by the three mountains, Bailuzhou is divided into two waters.

The floating clouds can always cover the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad.

Jinling New Pavilion

Author: Li Bai

Jinling has beautiful scenery, and the new pavilion is where powerful people gather.

The mountains and rivers are different when you look up, which hurts Zhou Wei's feelings.

Sitting in Chu, I feel sad, but I don’t worry about the collapse of the country.

How generous a prince is, he has been admired for thousands of years.

Climb the Waguan Pavilion

Author: Li Bai

Climb the Waguan Pavilion in the morning and have a great view of Jinling City.

Zhongshan faces Beihu, and Huai River flows into Nanrong.

The flowers are falling in the long rain, and the sky is humming with music.

Dharma drums vibrate in the two corridors, and kites chant in the four corners.

Go out of the sky and climb up to the Han Dynasty, looking up at the sun and the moon.

The domineering spirit of the mountains and sky is extinguished, and the ancient cold and gloom of the earth is born.

The vast sea of ??clouds is at night, and the vast palace is flat.

The door is named Haohe, and the building recognizes the name of Phoenix.

Thunder causes hundreds of mountains to move, and God supports thousands of arches to fall.

How valuable is the spiritual light? It will keep Wu Jing in check for a long time.

The Song of Entering the Dynasty

Author: Li Bai

Jinling controls Haipu, and green water brings Wu Jing.

The cymbals and songs are lined up on horseback and played, and the cymbals are used to attract the ministers.

The hammers and bells speed up the makeup, and the drums beat the drums to open up the city.

The emperor has a jade table and his sword and shoes are like clouds.

The sunrise shines on thousands of households, and the hairpin skirt is like a star.

After court, take a bath and wander around the Liangfeng Pavilion.

Under the two palaces, there is joy and glory.

Jinling Song Farewell to Fan Xuan

Author: Li Bai

The rocks and rocks are like tigers, and the waves are about to cross the Cangjiang River.

Zhongshan Dragon Pan trend is coming, and the beautiful scenery divides the Liyang tree.

Forty-odd emperors and three hundred autumns, their fame and deeds flowed eastwards.

Whose family is the white horse boy? He will be imprisoned at the age of Taiqing.

Jinling was so magnificent in those days, sweeping the world of heroes.

The crown and cover dispersed into smoke, and the golden and jade seats turned into cold ashes.

The sword is clasped and groaning sadly in the air, and the bones of Liang Chen are in a mess.

The emperor's dragon sinks into the sunwell of the scenery, who sings about the jade trees and flowers in the backyard.

This place is so sad that it cannot be described, and the periwinkles are far away from me.

I send you my heart thousands of miles away from the Yangtze River, and I will visit Mr. Nanshan this year.

Farewell to Cao Nan and his officials in the south of the Yangtze River

Author: Li Bai

I used to fish for white dragons and release them by the stream.

Tao Ben wanted to leave, so he waved his hand to Ling Cang Cang.

When the time comes, it doesn’t matter who you are, just talk, laugh and travel around the world.

If you don't pay a small amount of money, you will be successful, but if you return, you will leave a seal.

After ten years, the West smiles, holding the mirror like autumn frost.

Closed sword glazed box, alchemy purple emerald room.

The body is equipped with a loose figure, and a tiger leather pouch hangs from the waist.

The immortal rides on the colorful phoenix, aiming at poverty and desolation.

There are four or five lovers, but Pei Hui has not soared.

The eastward flow brings the day, and suddenly the orchids and flowers bloom.

The fairy palace has no way to go, and the old world is hiding.

Fan Li said to Jujian, and Qu Ping went to conceive the king.

My heart is fluttering with purple clouds, and I remember Jiang Lang when I wander.

Sorrow is separated thousands of miles away, and I will return to this cup.

Huaishui Emperorzhou, Jinling surrounds Danyang.

The balcony is illuminated by the color of the sea, and the clothes and horses are shaking in the light of the river.

Looking at you from the north, it is like a line of tears.

Chaoyun falls in Mengzhu, and Yao Zhang is in the sky.

The emperor and his son are separated from each other by the Dongting, and Xiaoxiang is filled with green maples.

The road to Huaijun is long and winding, and the ancient feelings are desolate.

When you climb a mountain and look out at hundreds of rivers, you feel so lost.

I know my love and go to Emei to enjoy the scene and even ride a sheep.

Baixia Pavilion of Jinling Leaves Farewell

Author: Li Bai

The three poplar trees in the Yi Pavilion are just at the gate of Baixia.

Wu Yanming has long strips and four ancient roots in Han River.

I always come to the place of farewell and look back to stop laughing.

If you see him after farewell, climb over for Yu Yi

Jinling sends Zhang Shiyi off to visit Soochow again

Author: Li Bai

Zhang Han's yellow flower sentence has been popular for five hundred years.

Whoever succeeds now will be known as a virtuous master in the world.

I went to Wu Chu again and swam into the sea.

The willows on the gate are white in the spring light, and the sky is red in the glow.

It’s hard to say goodbye to the country, but we still miss each other’s return.

When I was free, Jia shed tears and looked at each other sadly.

Place wine at the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling

Author: Li Bai

Place wine at the Phoenix Terrace in Jinling to extend the sunset.

The long waves write forever, and the heart is as open as the clouds.

In the past, for whom did the phoenix come?

Phoenix has been away for a long time, and it’s time to return today.

Mingjun Yue Yixuan, Tianlao sits on the three platforms.

The noble man is useless, playing the string and drunken the gold base.

The east wind blows the mountain flowers, can you not finish the encore?

The Six Emperors have no grass, and the deep palace is dark with green moss.

Don’t go back to the road after drinking wine, but sing the bell to remind you.

Jinling looks at the Han River

Author: Li Bai

The Han River flows back thousands of miles and is made into a Nine Dragon Pan.

Cui Wei flew swiftly across China.

After the fall of the Six Emperors, Sanwu was insignificant.

I, the king, live in a mixed area, and everyone is at peace.

Today I am the young master, and I will stop fishing in Canglang.

Three Poems from Jinling (1)

Author: Li Bai

The Jin family crossed over to the south and arrived at old Chang'an.

The land is the imperial residence, and the mountain is the dragon and tiger plate.

Jinling has a spectacular sky, and the sky is clear of waves.

The drunkard went back to the radius, and Wu sang and enjoyed himself.

Three Poems of Jinling (2)

Author: Li Bai

The land supports the power of Jinling, and the city flows back to the river.

At that time, there were millions of households, and Zhulou was built along the road.

Spring grass grows when a country is subjugated, and there are no ancient hills when leaving the palace.

The moon behind the lake is empty, and the waves are rising to Jiangzhou.

Three Songs of Jinling (Part 3)

Author: Li Bai

The rise and fall of the country in the Six Dynasties, Three Cups is your song.

There is less Qin land in Yuanfang and more mountains like Luoyang.

The ancient palace is filled with flowers and plants, and the deep palace is filled with Jin Qiluo.

And died along with the people and affairs, and passed away with Cangbo in the east.

Jinling Baiyang Cross Alley

Author: Li Bai

Baiyang Cross Alley, North Jiahu Channel.

No people from the Wu Dynasty were seen, and Tang Nian grass grew in the sky.

The heavens and the earth are overturned, and the palaces and cities are falling.

The Six Emperors left the ancient hills, and the woodcutter Su wept and left the old man behind.

Listening to Han Shiyu playing the flute in Jinling

Author: Li Bai

Han Gong played the jade flute, and his English voice was graceful.

The wind blows around Zhongshan, and the dragon sings in thousands of valleys.

The prince stopped to play the phoenix instrument and taught Xiang to cover the Yaoqin instrument.

The aftertaste crosses the river, and you can find safety at the end of the world.

Show Jinlingzi

Author: Li Bai

Whose son is in the east of Jinling City, eavesdropping on the sound of the piano in the blue window.

Falling flowers came up from the sky and followed people across the Xijiang River.

Chu Ge and Wu Yu are not charming, but they seem to be the most affectionate.

Xie Zhengzheng wants to be a prostitute in Dongshan and join hands with Lin Quan to do everything.

Traveling back from Jinling to Baibi Mountain, Wan Yue to Tianmen, and send it to the Lord of Jurong

Author: Li Bai

Traveling back from Cangjiang River, Baibi See the autumn moon.

The autumn moon shines on the white jade, as bright as the snow on the mountain.

Youren stopped marching at night, but Jia Ke forgot to start early.

Entering Fantianmen Mountain, looking back at Niuzhu.

The Sichuan trade wind comes, and the sun rises in Cebu.

The old friend is close at hand, and the new reward is Hu Yue.

Sending blue orchids to you will bring endless benefits to the common people.

Inscribed on the Water Pavilion of the Prince of Jinling

Author: Li Bai

The family is originally in Ziyun Mountain, and the Taoism has not declined.

Think deeply about Danqiu’s ambitions, but you will be lonely after being rewarded.

Yun came to visit the wilderness of Fujian, and found Yu's chisel in the poor country.

It is due to the tide of the sea, and it is like Luhuo.

Watch the skylight with thunder, and enjoy the shadow in the Xia Pavilion.

It is quite a cozy retreat to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

When the three mountains were deserted and secluded, Siyue Qing entrusted him.

The old friend Qi Songying, Gao Yi Bingdan11.

The traces are destroyed and the remains are divided, and finally the peak and valley are revealed.

I admire the beauty of the forest and do not envy the joy of the city.

When chance and true meaning merge, I suddenly feel that the world is weak.

You can pick up the fragrant osmanthus flowers, and I can also pick up the orchid flowers.

A humble wife likes to ride on a luan, and a charming daughter likes to fly on a crane.

Guide to visit the gods and make alchemical medicine.

Song of King Yong's Eastern Tour

Author: Li Bai

The dragon and the tiger are on the imperial continent, and the emperor's son Jinling visits the ancient hills.

The spring breeze warms the Zhaoyang Palace, and the bright moon also passes over the Magpie Tower.

Emperor Long Xianwang entered Chu Pass and cleared Jianghan before returning.

In the beginning, Zhudi was opened from Yunmeng, and Jinling was used as a hill.

Farewell to the Dukes of Jinling

Author: Li Bai

The sea water used to fly, and the three dragons fought.

Zhongshan is in danger and waves, tilting to the side and running like a whale.

As soon as the yellow flag was swept away, Wu Jing was cut off.

The sixth generation has been more overbearing, and the ruins can be seen in the capital.

To this day, in Qin Huai’s time, there are many heroes showing off their rituals and music.

Zou Lu learned about the ground fan, and his poems made him famous.

On the west of Jinling in the fifth month, my ancestor Yu Bai went to the pavilion.

If you want to find the top of Lufeng Mountain, first go around Hanshui City.

The purple smoke of the incense burner is extinguished, and the waterfall falls too clear.

If you climb to the stars, wave your hands lovingly.

Send off Cui Kunji to Jinling

Author: Li Bai

I lean on the east tower while singing, and my hair is set at dawn when I am walking.

The autumn wind comes across the river and blows the moon off the mountains.

The master brings out fine wine and extinguishes the candle to spread the clear light.

The two Cuisi went to Jinling, and they couldn't finish their cups.

The sailors return to the boat, and the clouds and sails curl up with clear frost.

Under the Jingting Pavilion, five liang of boats floated first.

The summer stones fall into the water, and the blue water makes the day longer.

I have no time to think about you, and my smile in the west blocks the river.

Visiting Danyang Lake

Author: Li Bai

The lake is connected with the vitality, and the storm is difficult to stop.

The guests from outside the sky return, and the sails rise in the clouds.

The turtle swims on the lotus leaf, and the bird enters the reed flower.

The young woman rowed a boat and sang in the flowing water.

Follow the gold well

Author: Li Bai

The white stone divides the gold well, and the red sand spreads over the jade field.

People in ancient and modern times grow old easily, and the moon flows under the Changchuan River.

Three Poems of Wang Yan Crying from the Li River (Part 1)

Author: Li Bai

A pair of white poplars are walking along the road, and a white horse is beside the road sadly.

When I see the dawn moon in the morning, it looks more like the rising sun.

The Lishui River leads to Wuguan, and the passing river leads to Weiyang.

The old friends have all disappeared, and their bones are closed in Mao Mountain.

A jade coffin falls from the sky, and a dragon seal is hidden in the spring.

The fame flies above the sun and the moon, and the righteousness and the wind and clouds soar.

If you don’t show your spirit and compete with others, you will be hurt by your talent.

Two old men from Chu State came to complain about Gong Sheng's death.

There are words that cannot be said, and I recall Lan Fang while weeping in the snow.

Three Poems about Wang Yan Crying from the Lishui Road (Part 2)

Author: Li Bai

It is not too early for a prince to die if he wishes to inherit a treasure.

Hanging to death is not enough to mourn, the funeral palace is already covered with grass.

When I feel sad and want to take off my sword, which branch should I hang it on?

Crying to Maoshan, although it has not been destroyed, I will shed tears all over Danyang Road in my life.

Three Songs of Wang Yan Crying from the Lishui Road (Part 3)

Author: Li Bai

One of Wang’s Baguio trees was suddenly destroyed first.

Old friends at home weep, and cranes hang from the end of the world.

Before it was used by Linyu, it was lost to Sichuan materials.

As soon as Guangling sang, he could not even play the piano.

Three mountains look at Jinling and send gifts to Yin Shu

Author: Li Bai

Three mountains look forward to the thanksgiving, and the river looks towards Chang'an.

Wumei Heyang County, looking north of Qiujiang River.

The frost in Lulong is cold, and the moonlight is cold in the moonlight.

Remembering the Qiong tree, I send you joy from the end of the world.

Send off Dangtu Zhao Shaofu to Changlu

Author: Li Bai

I came to Yangdu to see the guests back to Qinglu.

Because he praised the prince of Chu, he watched Guanglong Tao.

Xianwei Zhao Jiayu is a heroic figure among the four heroes.

Wei Zhou arrived at Changlu, watching the smoke and clouds rising high.

Walk the fan to the restaurant, hold the crab claws in your sleeves.

If I miss lovesickness in the future, I will sing a long song on the mountain.

Given to Danyang Hengshan Zhou Shiwei Chang

Author: Li Bai

Zhou Zi hid in Hengshan, opening the door to the corner of the city.

Lianfeng enters the house, which is better than the Lingfang pot.

At that time, he wrote "Baizhen Ci" and sang about Danyang Lake.

The color of the water is proud of the Bo Ming Bo, and the scenery of the Sichuan is beautiful.

When he is proud, his heart is as high as heaven and earth.

The idle clouds roll up and down, and you can be aware of whether your body is present or not.

It is shameful to hold a boulder and offer jade, while Shenquan laughs and explores pearls.

If you can do it, you can go to the Qing Dynasty with you.

Qilu·The People's Liberation Army occupied Nanjing in April 1949

Zhongshan turned yellow due to the storm, and millions of troops crossed the river.

The tiger sits on the dragon's plate and the present is better than the past. It is earth-shaking and generous.

It is better to chase down the poor bandits with vigor and courage, and not to be known as the overlord.

If heaven is affectionate, heaven will also grow old, and the right path in the world will be vicissitudes of life.

Taicheng

Weizhuang

The river is raining and the grass is flowing, and the six dynasties are like birds chirping in the sky.

The most ruthless willow is Taicheng Liu, still smoked ten miles away from the embankment.

Xihe·Jinling Nostalgia

Zhou Bangyan

Beautiful land, who remembers the great events of the Southern Dynasties? The mountains surround the homeland and the Qingjiang River, and the servant girls in buns face each other. The raging waves hit the lonely city, and the wind blew across the sky.

The tree on the cliff is still leaning upside down, don’t worry about the boat being tied to it. The remaining old traces are dark and gray, and the fog is halfway down. Late at night, the moon comes over the female wall, and I look eastward at the Huai River sadly.

How about wine, flags, and drums? Thinking vaguely, Wang Xie's neighbors, swallows don't know where they are. Seeing other people in ordinary alleys is like talking about the rise and fall of people in the setting sun.

"Woyi Alley"

Author: Liu Yuxi

There are wild grasses and flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.

In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.

"Inscribed on Jinling Ferry"

Author: Zhang Hu

Jinling Ferry is a small mountain tower, and a traveler can worry about it for a night.

In the setting moon of the river at night when the tide is falling, two stars and three stars are shining in Guazhou.

"Mooring in Qinhuai"

Author: Du Mu

The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and the Qinhuai River is close to the restaurant at night.

Shang girls don’t know the hatred for the country’s subjugation, but they still sing the flowers in the backyard across the river.

Wen Tianxiang Jinlingyi

The grass leaves the palace and turns to the sunset, where does the solitary cloud drift?

The scenery of the mountains and rivers remains the same, but the people in the city have mostly changed.

The ground is full of reed flowers and I am old, who are the swallows flying next to in my old home?

I bid farewell to Jiangnan Road from now on, turning into a cuckoo and returning with blood.

Fourteen Miscellaneous Poems of the Qinhuai River (choose three)

One

I have been missing the boat in Moling for the past few years, and I dreamed of going upstairs on the Qinhuai River. In the ten days of rain and wind, the thick spring smoke looks like the waning autumn.

Two

The water and trees in Qingxi are the most beautiful in Tsinghua University, and Wang Xiewuyi has been praised for six generations. Reluctantly, he searched for Mr. Jiang's house, but Han Yan had already lost Duan Hou's house.

Three

Fu Shou sings softly and plays soft flute, and invites you at night with red teeth and purple jade. Now the bright moon is as clear as water, and there is no long Banqiao over the Qingxi River.

Visiting the old ruins to Xuanwu Lake via Jiangning

Author: [Tang Dynasty] Zhang Jiuling (678-740)

There have been several more generations in the south, and there are ten continents in the north of the lake.

Tianqinghua Forest Garden, Riyan Jingyang Tower.

The next time I return to the Immortal Cavalry, I will be stationed in Caili.

The gulls make noises with the phoenix pipes, and the lotus flies fight with the dragon boats.

Seven sons accompanied the poems and poems, and thousands of people sang and sang.

It should be said that it is good to enjoy the music and not let the autumn fall.

As customs are relieved, the country may change.

King Ju believes in martial arts, but Uncle Sun has no plans.

The good days are about to end, who will practice the great power?

The mulberry fields and the East China Sea change, and the elk swim in Gusu.

If you are not lucky enough to fight for the Three Kingdoms, you will be inferior to Jiuzhou during the Kang Dynasty.

Although the shogunate is here in the mountains, how can the museum stay in Yuzhang?

The rivers and lakes are still reading each other, and the Lingge is still there.

I don’t have much ambition, I just want to be romantic.

Neighbors sent each other to Fangshan

Author: [Southern Dynasties] Xie Lingyun (385-433)

Only the soldiers left the imperial city and stayed in Ouyue.

Unwinding and trending, nostalgia cannot be released.

The forest is declining and the autumn moon is bright.

It is easy to be full of affection, but you can rest when things are difficult.

Accumulation of sickness creates worries, few desires and few things.

How can it be that we live in seclusion forever?

Each one strives for new goals every day, and the news comforts the silence.

Revisiting Dr. Sun Yat-sen’s mausoleum with all courtesy and discipline

Author: [Republic of China] Liu Yazi (1887-1958)

The white tiger now has his sword spirit open, inviting handsome men. The couple comes back again.

Looking at the Three Thousand Worlds of Marxism-Leninism, Huana’s number one talent is hidden.

Six generations of mountains and rivers have provided a barrier, but how can the Three People’s Principles remain in obscurity?

The solemn and solemn spirit of the artemisia is here, and I dare to imitate the orchid and become a great mourner.

Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai

Author: [Qing Dynasty] Gong Zizhen (1792-1841)

The ancient Dai of the Six Dynasties dreamed of crossing the river, but the Qinhuai River was unlucky.

I want to see the two talented men in Zhongshan, and their words are in harmony with each other.

Inscribed on Yanziji

Author: [Qing Dynasty] Aixinjueluo Hongli (1711-1799)

I heard that the waves around the river shook the earth Hong Tao stepped down and looked.

But I am happy that the sand has turned into green fields, and the village has been cultivated and dug in peace for a long time.