"Ma Ping Evening Walk".
Tang Dynasty Wang Bo.
A hundred years of nostalgia, thousands of miles of tired travel.
High and low search road, far and near to listen to the sound of the spring.
The leaves of the stream are colored, and the mountain flowers are not named.
Where is the end of the heart, the wind is urgent and the twilight is clear.
Three days to find Li Jiuzhuang".
Tang Dynasty Chang Jian.
The rain breaks Yanglin East Ferry, and Yonghe swings a light boat for three days.
The old man's house is on the peach blossom bank, until the stream in front of the door flows.
In the same year of the leap month, Li Yi Bozi Zhen Yu Shangzi Zhen used poems to thank the rhyme
Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian.
Ten years have not seen this, and the people have not sighed and stranded.
Baibi Mingzhu presses the sword more, and the turbidity and Qingwei want to flow together.
The sun is sunny and the flowers are from the shade, and the wind is soft and the birds are rewarded accordingly.
Talking and laughing is not a vulgar thing, and there is no place to worry about the public.
Also from Guangling" - Song Dynasty Qin Guan.
The sky is cold and the water birds depend on each other, and ten hundred are the sunset for the group play.
After the pass, no pedestrians could afford it, and suddenly they heard the sound of water and flew together.
East Lake Hsinchu - Song Dynasty Land Tour.
Insert thorns and weave fences to protect and cultivate ripples.
The breeze swept the land and autumn arrived first, and the red sun did not know at noon.
When I unraveled the seeds, I heard the sound of the seeds, and I saw the leaves detached for the first time.
I want to come here frequently, and I still teach everywhere.
Thirty Poems: The Eighth
Jin Chao Yuan asked.
Shen Song galloped through the Han ink field, and the beginning of the romance did not waste Qi Liang.
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Inscription - Ming Dynasty Shen Zhou.
The clear water and Danshan reflect the cane quinoa, and the sunset is still in the west of the small bridge.
The slight groaning of the frightened brook bird flew into the depths of the chaotic clouds and cried.
Blocking the Wind on the River" - Song Wan of the Qing Dynasty.
Sleep bored leaning on the rudder, Qutang west looking at the road leisurely.
The huge waves of the Yangtze River recruit tears, and the west wind is white overnight.