[Author of this issue].
An Andong Watching the Snow with Low Eyebrows Zhijie A Pillow of Scholars Yu Minxuan Wang Wenlong Han Haisha Chen Shimin Xie Yuanqiu Zhang Zhilong Zeng Yanmei Liao Guohua Xiong Dongao Zhou Yanting Cui Dehuang Lin Shan Ban Yinlu Guo Dingqian Zhang Qinghui Yang Zongyi Cao Xinpin Sangu The Other Shore Returns Huyan Sanshao Gao Liang Wu Jin Qiu Weiju Yi Linren Li Ruyi Mo Zengqing Qiao Jianrong Wu Siwei Zhuang Yisheng Zhao Lina Yu Yinmo Hua Huijuan Yi Liang Chenchen Sui Han Gongzi Lavender Yang Ziyi Hexi Old Couple Shui Muxuan Mu Xi Ma Jianxun Feng Erzhong Chen Haiyang Han Xianrui Chen Fabin Dai Bingnan Yunxian Chen Jinru Chen Zhao Xiaosheng, Wang Weihao, Xie Lang, Ma Ruixin, swing.
Chaohu Lake two
Security East. One.
The wind and moon of the South Nest are different from ancient times, and the void of heaven and earth is a pot.
The boundary is 30,000 hectares of glass, and the sail returns to the emptiness.
Two. The twilight is sticky and the haze is slight, and the golden water surface is full of brilliance.
The heron gulls are like a flower, and they want to return to the red wheel.
I didn't enter the Hanshan Temple at night
Look down at the snow. The water under the Gusu Bridge is dissolved, and the temple has been sealed when the moon comes.
There is only one thing left to worry about Zhang Ji, and he listens to a bell for thousands of years.
Over the Jinling nostalgia
Zhijie. The first Jiangyun can be recruited, and a mountain of autumn wine is consumed.
The drunken country does not talk about the rise and fall, and the smoke and rain are deeply locked in the six dynasties.
Over the Nanhai Zen Temple
A pillow of books. After the robbery and fire survived, the twelve arches of wind and rain scars.
This is the small South China Sea in the world, and the peach blossoms are about to break through the Zen door.
Boating on the West Lake saw the pavilion in the center of the lake, Huai Zhang Dai
Yu Minxuan. The rain is falling on the pavilion in the center of the lake, and I always love Tao'an to return in the snow.
The stove is full of clothes, and the same king drinks new brew from generation to generation.
First visit to Long Qiyuan
Wang Wenlong. The stacked green peaks and mountains are fascinated by themselves, and the clear stream slumps like a dragon flying.
The floating chariot goes straight to the peach source, and the birds and clouds forget about the machine.
Jihai autumn over Anfu Temple
Hanhai Sand. The light of the Buddha is rippling in the mirror, and the hibiscus blooms like a lotus.
A handful of Bodhi water is cool, and the dust road is long and blessed.
Autumn river twilight
Chen Shimin. The smoke and water are clear, the river is blue, the sea is sandy, and the evening clouds return to the heron to see the endless.
Idle in the sunset, a crape myrtle tree and flowers.
Tour Tiantai Mountain
Xie Yuanqiu. A drunken fairy building.
Ten miles of incense smells of wine, and Si Lou has been proud of it for thousands of years.
Looking at the top of a gourd, it was once hung by a mad monk on his waist.
Two stone beams Tiansheng Bridge.
The dragon's tongue used to be a guest, and there was no trace of new tracks.
This bridge has been private for a long time, and only crosses the gods and not people.
Pass the site of the trenches of Yuelu Mountain
Zhang Zhilong. The smoke of gunpowder dispersed and there was no noise, and the trenches were covered by fallen leaves.
Eighty years ago, the war was urgent, and the Japanese slaves did not dare to cross Changsha.
Two pieces of autumn fun
Zeng Yanmei. Find the Chengtang is a quiet color, and a few rays of afterglow shine on the mountain.
What is the frost and wind, waiting for the dusk moon to take the bait.
If there is no smoke in the sunset, the finches in the forest and the water in the water.
Hold the rod and wait for the glow to dissipate, and catch a sparkling lake.
Climb Wudang Mountain
Liao Guohua. Lingao sat on the cloud wheel in a trance, and the golden brilliance reflected the sun.
Hundreds of waterfalls become rivers and Hans, and the peaks are combined to support the root of the sky.
The old trees of the cliff are high to welcome guests, and the rain and blue sky are close to the touch.
The Danzao medicine furnace is still there, and I try to deduce the past.
In autumn, Kailingchuan Zhudi tour Heimaogou Grand Canyon
Xiong Dongao. The cool breeze rose out of Lingchuan, and he came with a staff to find the outer edge of the world.
Enter the precipice to open a thousand feet, and hang a whip in the empty waterfall.
The red stream of wild water is silent in autumn, and the cocoon is a butterfly dream.
The bamboo dock mulberry garden is in a good place, and Yongzhen pats the shoulders of the Jin people.
In autumn, Huixi Lake lives with Yunfan poemsFriend.
Xiong Dongao. The lakes and mountains are as good as ever, and it is relatively good to be drunk.
There are many green bamboos sitting in the column, and there are white clouds along the line.
The fairy boat dust is outside, and the autumn water is in the middle of the month.
If there is one less **, the wild song will endure and smell again.
The autumn day of Guimao is heavier than the West Lake of Huizhou
Zhou Yanting. It has been accustomed to the ups and downs of the world, and the turmoil is a boat.
The heartstrings are alone, and the fairyland is happy to revisit.
The hairpin chrysanthemum is fragrant, and the red water is dyed in autumn.
Looking back with Gao Bei, there is a clear stream outside the mountain.
If you want to cross Lihu Lake, it is not worth the wind
Cui Dehuang. A piece of stone turned out to be a platform, and I want to ask Xingjun if it is sad?
The water accounts for hundreds of millions of years, and the wind does not stop, and it is difficult to open the thousand miles around the village.
The aid boat can be sent to the scholars, and the commander can be returned after the war.
It should be Yanghou Shi Yuanji, and Xiongbo borrowed the waves.
Yanghou, Bo Shen also.
Along the Ergun River, the self-driving card line to Murowe, the card line is the Sino-Russian border highway
Forest cedar. The ancient river twists and turns to cut the green plain, and there is no sheep touching the iron domain.
The avenue comes to the pasture in the wind, and a car flies through the border village.
Tianyu has its own eagle and bird attack, and the earth was once swallowed by tigers.
Looking at the different layers in the distance, the grass is not cut to the cloud roots.
and to Huizhou
Semi-secluded. The spring breeze once blew the host's seat, and the autumn mood also invaded the cheeks of distant guests.
In the past, the old kapok in Goose City was reunited, and the crape myrtle in Heling was reunited.
What is the old rain and the new rain, it is advisable to get drunk in a deep cup and a shallow cup.
Gathering together knows that Da Su is here, and the pity socks are my talent.
Accompany the poet to visit Lushan Guangfu Temple
Guo Dingqian. Looking up at Lushan Ten Thousand Heroes, the pearl tower treasure pavilion is in the cuiwei.
There are still traces of the late Tang Dynasty in the jungle, and the ancient cypress still has the Han style.
Looking for cranes among the pines through the rain, and walking apes on the smoke roof.
In what year, the boat is in the pond and the moon, and the poets and friends listen to the evening bell.
Go out of the city to eat mushrooms
Zhang Qinghui. And the dew in the mountains, when the mountains are smoky.
Songyin holds a small umbrella, and the stone is next to the secluded spring.
The remnants of the summer and the green peak rain, the new autumn green and green fairy.
Put it in a basket and wait for a pot of fresh.
In early autumn, he and the sons of the Yuan Society visited Jiang Leiming's brother and lived in the second place
Yang Zongyi. The winding bridge is oblique across the mountain, and Fangtang is seen to Jun's house.
The breeze on the courteous seat is open, and the white jade sand is open in front of the people.
The warbler in the garden cries jujube first, and the study does not need flowers.
Wenxing Pagoda is common, and wanders to the Fang Cong to look for Shao melon.
Do not fight the room Xiangxi House, only to pass the north home of Changsha City.
Poetry has been ashamed of the dream to decrease, and the wine glass is empty for people.
Accustomed to a thousand lonely books, it is enough to whirl the sea.
The gentleman looks at the victory in front of the door, and the autumn flowers are in the titneys.
Revisit the trail bay greenway before the rhyme
Cao Xinpin. The forest flowers are blooming, and I will come again for the clouds.
The fish and dragon in the water should be remembered, and the gulls and herons on the horizon are guessing each other.
But the shadow of the sun is shocked, and it seems that there is a typhoon that leaves ashes.
Who has been standing for a long time, and the poetry is exhausted, and the sound of a boat faintly echoes.
Summer trip to Nomura
Mitani. There is nowhere to go in the idle day, so I go here.
The stone pedal is full of moss, and the melon and flower bamboo frame is horizontal.
The cold village is floating in the twilight, and the forest ravines are sounding loose.
I have a mountain fetish, and I am also clear about the mountains.
Crossing Jiangpu at dusk
The way back from the other side. A wisp of gentle wind swaying Zhixuan, and the sparse willows in the old days are also deep.
Yuanting flies gulls and herons up and down, and near the water explores turtles and turtles.
It is difficult to choose a way to hesitate, and Tinggao is easy to escape.
Sitting alone in the twilight, looking at the spring and autumn is not worth saying.
You Wei Mountain
Tiger Rock Three Less. The green ridge is nearly nine heavy, and the pine and bamboo cover the whereabouts.
The cloud buried waterfall is 3,000 meters, and the jade is planted with 12 peaks.
The rocks lightly turn over the stream and snow, and the wind passes the Brahma Gate Bell remotely.
The dust heart gradually entered the vast realm, and a roll of mountains opened my chest.
Lower Huidong Danan Mountain
Highlight. Singing all the way and swimming all the way, just because the mountains are in my heart.
Bringing the peak pillar can become a staff, and the finger piece of floating clouds is a boat.
The jade realm swirls and opens its color, and the spiritual platform is stained with clear streams.
When I returned, it was already an idle month, and there was a golden wind to release in autumn.
The inscription is Chengtian Holy Mountain Anfu Temple
Wu Jin. The Tang Dynasty Zen Monastery is in spring again, and the Tiansheng Mountain is bright and new.
Ginkgo biloba into the forest gold for the cover, the archway into the valley cui welcomes people.
The boundless grass and trees are cool, and the peaks and mountains are far and near.
In the end, the Shi family can understand thoroughly, and the famous mountains and ancient temples are all out of the dust.
Treading the waves
Mound chrysanthemum. The long-wave egrets are free together, and the blocks are poured in a longitudinal faint eye.
The smile is frequent, and the skirt is more sunset.
The heart is only wandering and frolicking, and I am mediocre and not trendy.
But while the madman is not old, he will stop teaching the dog to bear the present day.
Climb Wudang Mountain
Yilin people. Taiyue raised the holy fetus in the middle, and Wan Feng supported Emperor Tukai.
The dragon song sounds like it is rising in the sky, and the festival is frightened from ancient times.
When the dangerous wall is broken, the road is doubtful, and the white clouds are poor to see Qiongtai.
The twilight of the North Pole pays three respects, and brings back a full body of stars.
Don't steal the number in Huludao
Li Ruyi. Lai Youhuai has formed a long-cherished relationship and become confidants for more than ten years.
Every Tibetan state affairs are in the bottom of my heart, and gossip often comes to my eyes.
I am ashamed of my whereabouts of 30,000 miles, and I envy the monarch with 2,000 poems.
The train is far away and looks back frequently, leaving a blue sky.
Mofu Hotel
Mo Zengqing. The name of Zhizhou is not false, and it is better to stay for a night.
The shop Humo Mansion is satisfactory, and the card Lingxuan floor is a guest residence.
Leaning on the pillow without butterfly dreams, dining and enjoying beach fish.
I was fortunate to meet Liu Sanjie in front of the door, and I didn't talk about mountain songs and reading.
Dengniangzi Pass
Qiao Jianrong. In spring, the wind is warm and it is good to climb, and then go to the ninth level of the Great Wall.
Thousands of feet of trees are covered with eyes, and thousands of mountains are covered with open plackets.
Yinbian heaven and earth pass through the clouds, and the name of the pen is written twice.
Fu Yan thought about the beacon fire from afar, and the geese flew back in the distance.
Crossing the Tiansheng Bridge with Wang Shouren rhyme
Wu Siwei. The clouds in the distant sky are hidden in the hundred-year-old pine, pointing to the silver dragon and the rainbow.
The ancient ravines are deep and secluded, and the valleys are empty.
In the past, people thought about Jingluo, and now I take the stage to look at the east of Ji.
Leaving this bridge and thousands of mountains, the sound is listening to the turbulence.
Guizhou Tongren Miao Wangcheng
Zhuang Yisheng. The lawsuit is stationed in Hongwu, and it is necessary to pass the ancient battlefield of border defense.
The roadway hides soldiers and fortifies the fortress, and the city wall is dangerous and strong.
The witch doctor's stunt has been inherited for a long time, and the flower drum style has been growing for a long time.
Diao Dou's sorrow is now gone, and Yuguan is still standing in Qianjiang.
Pass the Jade Dragon Mountain to enjoy the tung flowers
Lina Zhao. Cangshan was invaded by rain and wind, but it made Yinzhu have a wonderful sound.
The branches cross the flowers as a farewell, and the front of the steps falls again and again to find each other.
Bring a few makeup sideburns, don't say that it is amorous and tempting.
What's more, he moved thousands of miles away, looking for a new chant for his open chest.
There is a question in Shengzhou
Yu Yinmo. Pick up the steps and step on the leaves into the air, and the stone lies in the moss.
The poetic dwelling is loose and falling, and the dust heart is solitary and the water melts.
Whoever shakes the flower rhyme and a stream of shadows is still a thousand points of wind in the green shade.
The streamer here should not be old, and the mountain is outside the clouds and the moon is in the east.
Ascend Yueyang Tower
Hua Huijuan. Ascending to the Polar Eye Cave Pavilion, the reckless smoke waves of the heron came.
Cuiman four-dimensional flooded pheasant, sail Zhang Baiji no wind.
The ethereal and ethereal through the ages, the mighty meandering through the nine walls.
Lou Ji hangs the sun and the moon high, and listens to the sound of Xiangchu horn.
Note: Lou Ji refers to Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Lou Ji".
Youjun Mountain Hongyu Ecological Park
Yi Liang. The mountains and rivers of Dongting are green, and the rainbow is empty.
Invite smoke in the summer, lean on the fence and listen to the birds.
The spring is clear and the dust is clean, and the clouds and the world are resting.
Only this is to find poetry, and the heart is idle to stay.
White dew
Dust. Bai Lu is born at night, and the west wind is aware early.
Add spotted bamboo thin, and see the decline of lotus.
There is no image, and the cycle is sometimes.
The morning light spells brightly, and it also hides into the autumn words.
Visit Xue Rengui's cold kiln
Lavender. In front of the battle, he can envy the white-robed man, and his archery skills can wear a hundred steps.
The iron cavalry guards the frontier and frightens the enemy, and Danxin protects the Tang Emperor.
The hometown of thousands of autumns welcomes the wind and rain, and a corner of the cold kiln remembers the sea mulberry.
Bow down and bow forward, and the deeds of the god of war are always full of intestines.
Yanhu Park
The son of the old man. Under the green clouds, there are three or two pines.
The high-rise buildings are small and small, and the wild cinnamon is fragrant.
Ethereal glow, free from the far blue peak.
The ghost is not seen, and everyone goes calmly.
Autumn sounds
The son of the old man. A river of smoke trees across the mountains is green, and the old west wind blows the flute to listen.
Yunling is homesick, and Tianhe fell stars last night.
The cool empty wall is gone, and the slight frost in autumn is tangible.
But the envy of the east fence melon garden is good, and the old garden is the past.
In the dream, Taibai invited to travel with the grandmother to meet Kangle on the way
Yang Ziyi. The famous mountains in eastern Zhejiang, the steep and dangerous are only the sky. The main peak can pull out the clouds, and the large and small tips complement each other. Bracket the mountains stretch its veins, and the lotus plantain vibrates its feathers. Too ** to travel lonely, recruit me to be a companion. The neon car crossed the river and pointed directly at the Immortal Mansion. The cloud ladder is halfway up the wall, and the sea and the sun are half spitting. Take a break on the gold and silver platform and watch the rooster dance together. The white misty flower leans on the stone and is sleeping, and the beauty of the sky in Wuyun Cave is more desirable. No strings are turning over the green water and the orchid, why not five willows in front of the door and drink together. Suddenly, I saw someone coming, and I was alone. With Xie Gong's clogs on his feet, he called Xuan his ancestor. It is said that the hills and mountains are devastated, and the road ahead is blocked. The three of them watched together, and they gathered to destroy their livers. The high cliff towers, and the ravine is ten thousand feet five. Climb with your left hand and caress your chest with your right hand. Suddenly, the stone opened, and the rain suddenly fell. Mountain streams or dragons, mountains or howling tigers. Looking around, he was speechless, and his soul palpitated. It is difficult to say and act, and it is not as good as Pan Lipu. Taibai prides himself on being free and plans to ride a white deer around the world. Duke Xie admired the Duke of Fuqiu and returned to Shimen to buy acres. The three of them said goodbye, leaving me to be reckless. What is the detour of the two sons, where can the world escape from suffering. Let's ask if the song of Guangling is still there?If you don't live in the middle, you will be the master of the mountain. Boiling tea or knocking sentences, Xinglai or Zhang crossbow. Laughing and laughing, the leaves fell from the trees. A smile is lost, and the pillow is covered with belly. Hold the curtain and look at Yuancen, and my body is also in the curtain. Suddenly, people have realized that the whole world is the king's land.
Autumn stay on the shore of the mountain lake
Cui Dehuang. Heaven and earth are harmonious, and the Qing Ling Ze is on one side. With the time of gain, for the year to create abundance. The building is close to the water, and the pavilion is repaired. The waves are fluttering, and the waves are rippling. In front of the Lang Yuan, sit on the Pan Xiaoxiang. The dense leaves shake the heavy hoof, and the thick flowers dance with beautiful makeup. Lightly draped in green lotus, slow and thin. The Qiling Mountains are full of glow, and the Yao Forest is densely hidden. Yun Yong Shu Haoqi, Kasai stirred back to the light. Nine branches bear dew, and the leaves of the mountains are frosty. The singing and dancing pavilion is the first day of the bright beam. The fineness of the silk tung rhyme, deep purple fragrance. Two or three flutes, thousands of weeping poplars. Leisure can be solved, and meditation can fly. Na Sheng Rong Chao Xu, recruit talents and send Xie Kang. On a moonlit night, it is like a hometown. Scattered to find Fangmo, diligently ask the sunset. With it as a happy land, there is no sorrow.
Helan Mountain
Hexi old couple. The color of the land across the north is blue and white, and Helan Mountain is among the group. The shadow is like a barge, galloping through the wilderness, looking at the majesty and the sky. Chongfeng is absolutely broken and the clouds are flying, and the long ditch is chaotic. The stone is rugged and the wood is sparse, and its momentum is quite vigorous. The day and night are heavy, and the gods and ghosts are hidden in the cave. The clear wind is beautiful and the old dragon groans, and the sound of the rain is hoarse. The west controls the moraine and the east pillow river, and the things and marques are very different. Since ancient times, Huayi has been in this mountain, and Hu Feng and Han customs are suitable. In the east, the time is to plough and hemp, and the west is good at riding and shooting. There are also fierce coveters who pretend to be people, and they risk getting a halberd based on this. Killing thousands of miles of drums and horns mourning, thorns in the door contempt for people. The sad man is lonely and the moon is bright, and the Bang family is full of regrets. The stars have shifted a few vicissitudes, and the world has changed. I was born under the mountain and the mountains were green, and when I climbed the board, I rode the walk. It is both overwhelming and far-reaching, and boundless and boundless. The atmospheric swirl is so beautiful, and the joy and sorrow are still unresolved.
Kunlun Mountain Song
Mizukiken. Kunlun towers over the peaks, and the reckless Zhuo Zhuo is reckless. Hundreds of millions of years of life, the West Pole is shining. You don't see the past Pangu opened Hongmeng, and the universe began to become a curtain. Kunlun is recovering from the sky, and the dragons in the world are called souls. The queen mother cultivated the immortal Yao pond residence, and once feasted on the eight horses and the king of Mu. The peach feast Yuying, the sun and the moon are the same as the light of Xiao Shao. I don't see Nuwa mending the sky and tasting the refining stones, and the colorful petrified hills and ravines. The hills and ravines are full of ancient aura, and they are pregnant with fairy grass and snow lotus hair. The White Lady used to steal fairy grass in Kunlun and saved her husband's heart. The Sect of Ten Thousand Mountains is really not sorry, and his mountain herbs can be comparable to its medicineI have been looking up to Kunlun for a long time, but I regret that I have not come to be an ape crane. But appreciate the jade source Kunlun, how happy is the gentleman's heart. It seems to see the sunset immersed in the abyss, and it seems to be seen in the thin water of the Khotan River. The jade peak dissolves the golden light, and the jade void immortal qi is wrong. The East China Sea is a vast sea, and the mist is faint. Andehe climbed Kunlun to enjoy the victory, and his arms were open and scorching.
Bodhisattva Barbarian Scarf Mountain
Mulberry. The pine wind blows the trees by the old pavilion, and everyone looks at the end of the world. Thousands of miles to travel to the clouds, Akagi is spring today.
Return to the same drunk and appreciate the taste of spring. Put the boat leisurely, listen to the rain and sleep.
Qinyuan spring tour Tiantai Mountain
Ma Jianxun. The beautiful rooftop, the traveler thinks of it, and yearns for the east of Zhejiang. Looking at the waterfall between the clouds, the flying stream hangs on the wall, the peak hangs the sun, and the victory is in the sky. Flowers and trees are numerous, the forest springs are immortal, and the victory is stronger. Let the moss shoe, walk on the path, pick the green onions.
Chasing the source of Buddhism and Taoism, Zhong Lingdi, strange and poor. Remembering the relics, Sun Sui, Jiacai Hongfu, Wandering Xiake, Shengjing Cloud Trace. There are still Sui Mei, and Song Bai is still alive, and the customs are not full to be known. Today, too, the intoxicating humanities are intoxicated, and the scenery is melting.
Partridge Sky climbs the Great Wall near the sea
Wind two. Standing in the southeast of the terrain, the dragon intercepts the sky. The smoke clouds stirred outside the blue sky, and the pheasant Cui Weibi fell.
When the danger is urgent, the pressure rushes, and the thousand-year-old snow waves are windy. Ascending to see the mountains and rivers change, referring to the world's anger.
The Bodhisattva Barbarian includes Cangshan and recalls Tao Hongjing
Chen Haiyang. The vast sea of dust is steaming, and the prime minister in the mountains is nowhere to be found. Thousands of years of white clouds are deep, who keeps their hearts.
Chunyang came here first, and it is difficult to be similar to the pleasure. When the pill was completed, Mo taught the Qingdian to know.
Xijiang Moon has a feeling of traveling in the mountains
Han Xianrui. The road is far away, the wind is cold and smooth, and the mountains are deep and the sky is high. Where in the world knows Qiong Yao, no one knows.
The fog covers multiple faces, and the clouds float a few skins. came and went several times, but there was not a single good bird.
100 characters order to visit the lotus expo garden in Qinting Town
Chen Fabin. In the depths of the corridor, the wind is blowing over the green waves, and the flowers are even smoky. Faintly singing, accompanied by gulls and herons fluttering. Shine on the water in red clothes, cut clouds and white clothes, plain and glamorous, no repetition. Covered with fragrance and dew, tender and cool and fluttering eyebrows.
Come and go to the guests to be surprised, looking at the ice posture and giving birth, it is better than the garden. A leaf is like Zen far away from the world, and it washes the heart. Hug the jade Mingke, make the beads and brocade, and the world is clear. Outside the Yao Gong Pavilion, the romance is passed over to the present and the ancient.
Tasha line West Lake evening boat
Dai Bingnan. The willow lock is light smoke, and the lake is clear and jade. The smoke is cold, the water is wide, the sand is quiet. With the wind to support the west of the broken bridge, Lei Feng Pagoda floats light and shadow.
Outside the ridge, the guests wake up in front of the embankment. Vast but see the smoke boat. Two or three poets and friends swirled around, and the evening breeze sent Nanping chime.
On the way home, I suddenly saw osmanthus blooming, and it was the Midyear Festival
Leisure. Come and enjoy the cool evening, and the moon is clear and windy. Heaven and earth, this night acacia turns into paper cigarettes.
The osmanthus is unharmed, and the reunion in the next year is long. It's a pity that the fragrant soul is negative for the old wine bottle in Qingqiu.
Fortune operator Yaowan line
Chen Jinru. The clouds are low in the four fields, and the forest is green all the way. The chrysanthemum wind is clear and the autumn color is thick, and it is intoxicating.
Maple brocade silk, monthly Yao Chi play. The pavilion and the bridge are thin and flowing, and you don't forget to return.
Water tune song head Autumn tour of the Great Wall of Hedu Lingming
Zhao Xiaosheng. The victory is the most rewarding, and the noise is far away. Thousands of peaks tower, smoke lingering around the road. A close look at the cliffs and ravines, overlooking the mountains and clear waters, heaven and earth are a male pass. The meadow chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and you can walk leisurely.
Lock the pass, the town of Jinji, standing on the top of the peak. Moya Le stone, looking for the traces of the past year. The smoke of the past is gone, and today it is prosperous, and it is competent to linger. Ten miles of pine waves, cranes between the white clouds.
Falling Sail Pavilion
Wang Weihao. You want to help the sea, I want to clear the stream, the smoke and water between the conquest and come, thinking about a thousand years of divine friendship, but save a seat;
Qi Chi Ke Lu Yun, encounter the rain of the river pavilion, the vast outside the high autumn is scarce, who is on credit for the sail edge method, and even more ten.
Inscription Valley Associations
Xie Lang. Xiongguan sighs the lock key, see the west of the city according to the plateau, the east is bordered by the stream, the south is across the mountains, the north is the big river, the two capitals are controlled majestically, countless blue plain loess, the sunset is long smoke, the eight hundred miles of Pingchuan, floating to the bottom of the eye;
The blessed land traces back to the border state, remembering the past Qin according to the natural danger, Chu is in danger, the Han rejects the evil teacher, the Tang is rebellious, the Hehe commands the six countries, the boundless purple gas is in the clouds, the green cow and the white horse, and more 5,000 years of history come to mind.
Title: Wudang Mountain Jingle Palace
Ma Ruixin. Far Hongchen is a fairy town, camp in profit, learn from the name, how to forget the favor and humiliation, calm and happy;
Standing Xuanyue and observing the state of the world, the bustling ones come, the bustling ones go, and persuade Lin Quan Xiaoyin to embrace simplicity and truthfulness.
Hanya association
Forest cedar. A pill of mud alone chokes the letter, passed through the green cow Laozi, Cheng argued the white horse grandson, there are those who come and go, those who abandon the silk, those who want to go can not be chased, and that's it, in the present view of the hundred and two mountains and rivers, still waiting for the hero to re-point Gu;
Thousands of years of things who know the valley, the level is the same track, the plate swing is the princes to seize also, success or failure to think about the system, when the drift, ask the sky when how can you predict, sigh and sigh, the end of the ancient calendar a few more wind and rain, only from the wall to recognize the vicissitudes of life.
Title: Shengzhou Boat Lake City Park
Zhao Xiaosheng. The scales and waves are steaming, the sun is reflected in Tingjia, the flood is turned into water conservancy, the rafter is arrogant, and the ecological Danqing roll is painted
A lake rises green, seven islands are red, the flood flow turns into a grand map, the clear waves pour color ink, and the amorous splendid poem is endowed.
Read the "New Tang Dynasty Book" on behalf of Zhang Jiuling, return to the Qujiang River, open the Meiguan Ancient Road, Yuling
Swing. For the official must be low to the dust, the beginning of the rate of the land, the whole world, the struggle for many widows and widows, so the Da is both Ji Chi County, Qi is also Ji Cangsheng, the state is in the people, and the people are called good officials;
Whoever reinvents the lights, then makes the smoke can be stopped, the miasma can be sunny, and the thunder and rain will not be exhausted.
Text: Landscape Poets.
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