Son of Qi Hou, wife of Wei Hou. East Palace's sister, Duke Xing's aunt, Tan.
Soft, skin solidified, collar like a salamander, teeth like a rhinoceros, a cicada's head is a moth's eyebrow, she smiled and looked forward to it. Master Di Di said that in the countryside.
Four animals are arrogant, and Zhu Biao goes his own way. I am looking forward to North Korea.
The doctor retired effortlessly. The river is rich, and the living water in the north runs.
When you do, you will become rich. Exposure is guilty, and ordinary people are guilty.
My Fair Lady is wearing a brocade robe. Qi Hou's daughter is very delicate. She married Wei Hou and came to my hometown. She was born to a compatriot of the Prince, and she is also the sister of Xing Hou, and Tan Gong is her own sister.
Hands are as white as spring fat, and skin is as thin and greasy as coagulated fat; The neck is as white as a salamander, and the teeth are as white as melon seeds. Square forehead, thin eyebrows, intoxicating smile and flowing eyes. My fair lady is tall and stops in the suburbs; Four stallions are more vigorous, HongLing floats on both sides, and birds and feather cars are good courts; The doctor should leave early and don't make the monarch work too hard.
The water of the Yellow River is so strong that it runs northward. Fishing nets whir, snapper jumps and stings, and reeds are dense and high. Dowry women dress beautifully, and courtiers are brave and tall. Among them, "a beheading and an eyebrow" is a wonderful sentence to describe a beautiful girl.
Li Bai, how beautiful she is, with a pearl-like window sash, how quietly she leans against it, and how troubled her brow is! . I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
China Emperor Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow is eager to shock the beauty of an empire. It has been searching for the throne for many years, but it has not been found. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Her sisters and brothers were both given titles, a poor portal.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
The soldiers stopped, and none of them wanted to stir and turned to the moth. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up. A golden finch with green wings scratched his head.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He gazed at the desolate moon from his temporary palace. It rained at night and the bell sounded heartbreaking. On the same day, in last contact, the train was heading home. At this time, I hesitated to go.
I can't see the jade face from the soil buried along the Mawei slope below. Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. The porcelain mandarin duck on the roof is getting thicker and thicker with the morning frost, and his kingfisher blue cover feels more lonely and cold.
Long life, but no beloved soul visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
Jin Que knocked on the jade fan in the west wing and asked a young girl named Baoyu, telling her both. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Ji Yun is half asleep, and her flowered hat is loose when she walks along the balcony.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
2. What's in the poem at the beginning of my word? The white pony that sent my brother Li Bai to my house is far away on East Road.
I miss you for a dream, and I deserve the spring grass in the pond. A Letter to Meng Master Bai, I sincerely salute you. Your fame has risen to the sky.
In the rosy youth, you gave up the importance of hats and chariots and chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead. Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor.
Gaoshan, how I long to reach you, that's all. I will include a large piece. I am a nobleman and have the same theme.
The song of harmony, Li Bai's trip and the sunrise in the east seem to come from underground. After a long day, I went to the sea again. Where are the six dragons? Its beginning and end are endless.
People can't go back with it for a long time unless they have vitality. The grass does not thank it for its glory in the spring breeze, and the trees do not complain about the fall in autumn. Whoever drives the four fortunes with bone spurs will make everything happy and rest naturally.
He, He, Ru Xi are all lost in the wandering waves. He De of Luyang, who fought at the scene, disobeyed the law and went against the sky, and there were many false accusations.
I will include a large piece. I am a nobleman and have the same theme. My father is a respected ancestor, so I want to stay here.
Feng Hesheng met with Zhang Jiuling, the temple of Xuanyuan Emperor, and felt the prosperity of the past, so he built the temple on the northern mountain. The clouds are thundering, and the sun and the moon are long today.
The purple gas is still dark, and Xuanyuan is in the clouds. The pursuit of this matter is far-reaching, and the round is revived.
The cave house is fragrant with forest, and the altar is near the Qing and Han dynasties. My father is a respected ancestor, so I want to stay here.
Music touches people, and the clock is round. The crane will be born under the song, and the wisdom will extract the fairy.
It used to be a blessing, but it was just an empty taste. There are works in the song, but thank you for your humble works.
So is my failure, master. Why bother? Shucheng cried, saying that Taizhou Lean Shaofu came to Jiange thousands of miles away and thought it belonged to the rooftop.
Wan Li for three years, this state is back. I can't see my voice and face, and my dream is very leisurely.
The border county borrowed it, and the court was returning it in the evening. Happy biography was blocked because it prompted officials to open it.
Only then did I know that Haiyan was a guest and had destroyed the beam. Change clothes and sleep outside the door. Don't cry.
But I remember it clearly, I still have to guess. Scholar training award, mid-season children.
In the name of the book, I invite Huan Pan to raise a glass. Let the wind and rain disperse temporarily, but still force me to come back when I am old.
His way is only honesty, and his people believe in beauty. Bald or captain, yellow ribbon solid, no talent.
Alas, the snake disease hangs, and the culprit asks. My hometown is closed and poor, and the grass is cold all the year round.
Go to nine places and waste four orders. I gave oranges in winter, but now I cry for summer.
Who presided over the ceremony, who often does not prefer money. Go to gF Sakamoto in the north and look to Gusutai in the east.
The road was suspended and enami came back. It's easier to miss loneliness than to chase hatred.
Be a general if you don't succeed. So is my failure, master. Why bother?
I heard that Zhongshan Xiang, I belong to Fangweng. Thirty-eight "Poems of Feeling": Being a general of Wei, being martyred in the line of duty.
Thin flesh and blood, others are loyal. I heard that Zhongshan Xiang, I belong to Fangweng.
The beast alone can't bear it, and the situation will end in serving the king. My king holds high the sacredness, which is far in line with the people's feelings.
"Du Dong Night Banquet" is about Yao and Shun all over the world, with one heart and one mind. My king holds high the sacredness, which is far in line with the people's feelings.
Tin has been engaged in business all his life, worshiping relatives and enjoying a good reputation. Two talents are rich, and two talents benefit each other.
The road is smooth, the insects are happy, the kindness is deep, and it shines brightly. Yudi stayed in Tokyo for a long time.
Thousands of officials attended the banquet, and Cao Baixi was presented. The music is too beautiful and the wine is too cold.
The jubilant pavilion was filled with clouds, cheering and moving Los Angeles. Generations have known each other, but today they see the clear river.
Brother Tung Tong Guang and Brother Lu felt sorry for Cui Taizhi's bridled eyebrows before they moved to Luoyang. When you are a tourist, you should stay here before becoming A Lang.
Flying fireflies play with books, while Bai Feng spits articles. Christina is super elegant, and the official of Heyin stands before Zhang.
Choose talents, and you will become Jiang Xiang. The high-rise building is near Guangmo, and the first building faces the village.
Column pavilion Mangshan, sparse pavilion Luoshui side. Enjoy abundance in prosperous years, and enjoy the forest pond in leisure days.
Wearing beautiful clothes, Luo Qi is very famous. Listening to songs across the bank and watching dances by the pool.
The door changes color when it is cold, and the halberd is bright when it is bright. The poor yin side is embarrassed and murderous.
When you feel prosperous, you will be hurt by being late. Prime Minister Ji Dewei, God connects Zhang Zifang.
The grass is everywhere, and the rhyme blends with the palace merchants. Fame and fortune stay in the province, and traces are in Wenchang.
Home is far away, and Taiwan and the temple are close at hand. There is no need to take the waiter and fly leisurely together.
Dihua follows the goose sequence, and bamboo leaves caress the phoenix. The water sits on the autumn moon, and the mountain makes Ye Xiang.
Hua En is ashamed to wear a crown, and friendship is withering. There is no reason to repay the kindness, to care for each other and to be healthy.
My friend is a fairy, and he is a minister of the country. The straight road is unprofitable, but it is a great shelter for people.
It is the history of the Ming nationality, and it is spring for me. Medicine is powerful, so the imperial treasury is a bandit.
It used to be different from its owner. The same disease is lost, and it is not heavy.
The son's article is in, and his father is new. Drums flourish, and chastity poisons ghosts and gods.
Compassion, there is no shortage of hazelnuts in the car. A saint is a treasure, while a tiger is a big country and poor.
Sun Xinting and Li, a member of the ancient city, are both beautiful and good at writing. Formed a historical relic, once the ice extended to the music square.
The geography of Mount Tai is magnificent, and Trang Van is a huge valley. I'm happy and annoyed, always knowing.
Including Hongzhi's four universities, I saw three lights coming in and out. Negative Guo japonica rice, Anshige auspicious.
My teacher was silent for a long time, surpassing the crowd in the world. The Tambi Courtyard of Qingliu Temple is the distribution center of Pei Di's spiritual beliefs, and the Dharma Hall is full of dust.
Nature is high above, looking down at the clouds. The mountains are in rows and the wells are uneven.
Look at Duan Lin from a distance and smell the wind at the end of the clock. My teacher was silent for a long time, surpassing the crowd in the world.
My brother is unruly, and people who have broken five words push him together. Song replied that his younger brother, Li Hao, was ashamed to learn martial arts since he was a child, and his fame in the world was rare.
Although I have passed, I just want to know the Lord when I was born. A hundred good poems are not as good as banquets, and those who grow horses count.
Singing and clapping are bitter. So, wasting time with an old man, raising chickens and letting dogs go in the east corner.
Feng Zi, an empty man in the Han Dynasty who was willing to work for the Huo family. Tuer was born and raised in those days, and he scribbled lyrics.
An Ling Bridge is an old friend who fights wine, and Luoyang Huangniao Spring Breeze. My brother is unruly, and people who have broken five words push him together.
Prosperity falls like a blue wave, and when a long river and a thousand miles return to the sea. Without the short scenery, you will feel miserable, and acacia can be intercropped.
Looking up at Luyang Mountain, one after another, leaves of wood fall. The second and third sons of our party are both small-tempered.
Qujiang, Duke of Qiuji, overlooks Chu Guangxi in Nanshan, with a clear sky and a great river in the south. If there is Penglai, you will know.
The mountain peak hangs in the middle, and the stone wall is like Qiong Yao. The fish in Long Yin are green, and the birds and animals swim in the clear water.
In autumn, Ficus pumila is light. Mountain bathing orchid site, water like a cloud screen.
Clouds float in the palace, and lonely light follows the spirit of obsidian. Yin Yin Zhangyu Pavilion, Bay Bay Baihua Pavilion.
The great monarch and his ministers enjoy feasts and music. The second and third sons of our party are both small-tempered.
When I was at leisure in Cangzhou, I was in Chang 'an. I also walked from here. Beishan returned to the thatched cottage and made early contact with Yashan. The forest in Cui Shu is pale, and this cold bird is very anxious.
I'll go by myself, and Beishan will go to Caotang. On the third day of midwinter, the sun and the moon are far apart.
Xiao Xiao is too clever. Baa baa distinguishes Shaoyang. Sichuan ice produces snow, while wildfire produces withered mulberry.
It is difficult for a person to walk, but the poor are easily injured. If you hurt this naked guest, how can you get frost?
Sing a song, Meng Yunqing, my map of heaven and earth, the world can be small. Rollo
3. Poems praising birds' nesting Find a beautiful ancient poem about birds written by contemporary people for reference:
Bird watching on Tibetan island
Text/Li Zheye
The bone of Cangshui is in the island, and the soul of Cangdao is in the bird.
But no one knows how many.
A hundred thousand sounds are natural, and a million sounds are not noisy.
I've learned bird language for a long time, so I'm kind enough to ask you.
Note Changdao County, located in Yantai City, Shandong Province. As the only island county in Shandong Province, tens of thousands of seabirds often inhabit many islands. The coastal cliffs are steep, with stone steps, stone platforms, grottoes and caves. Especially in sparsely populated islands and uninhabited islands, it is like being in the seabird kingdom, with wings at your fingertips; Climbing to the top of the mountain, Mimizaza's seagulls are flying up and down, which is quite spectacular.
4. Chai Men's poems about Yue Lao can't be opened for a long time, and he looks at the moon by leaning on bamboo branches. Yue Lao doesn't know where to go, and the red rope doesn't tie the cup.
Yuelao poetry
I am a carefree spirit, chasing deer for heaven and accompanying the soul of the moon.
Tangled and lingering made a rhyme, sweet and mellow wine.
Everyone in the world knows that love is bitter and no one can avoid it.
If I can get a perfect match, I won't waste my moon singing.
Yuelaoyin
Lu ling car, free suspension. Drinking and playing chess under the laurel tree.
The world of mortals, lovers' knot, joys and sorrows, lead the red line.
Husband and wife match, Yuanyang sings. The road is sunny or sunny.
Dishes, broken mirrors, fish and firewood, and jokes.
5. Poems about hometown 1. Passing by the former residence
Author: Wang Song Anshi
Trace back to opening a new house to support the landscape around the home.
Things are different and the road is empty.
Wild fruit is cold and lonely, and flowers are warm in the afternoon.
Unforgettable old days, I want to stay in Sangmen.
2. Inscription in humble room
Author: Liu Yuxi
The mountain is not high, and the fairy is famous. The water is not deep, and the dragon is the spirit. I am a humble room, but I am virtuous. The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green. There is no Ding Bai who laughs and has a university. You can tune the pipa and read Jin Dian. There is no confusion, and there is no complicated form. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang and Ting Yun Pavilion in West Shu. Kong Ziyun: What's wrong?
3. Former residence of title
Author: Weng Chengzan
One is a goose with two flowers, the other is a green lake with four stone heads.
Only Hu Ling ranks fifth, but Piedmont is the home of Zaichen.
4. "Chaling Resignation"
Author: Zhang Zhi
Leave home, cry, and make no friends.
I was born in Hunan in the Ming Dynasty, and I should have come from further afield.
Rain invades mountains and trees, and flowers fall on Jiang Chun.
What happened to the card issuing group? Travel-stained, white-haired
1. Hometown is a Chinese word with pinyin: gù lǐ, which refers to the former residence of Menxiang, and refers to hometown and hometown. For example, Tang Lizhong's "Send People to the South": "I want to go back to my hometown early, and Fahua is idle."
2. Source and detailed description: refers to hometown; Hometown.
① Liang Jiangyan in the Southern Dynasties wrote Biefu: "Depending on the hometown of arbor Xi, Liang Xi in the North is inseparable."
(2) The Collection of Dunhuang Bianwen Qiuhu Bianwen: "I am paid by Yi Jin at night; I look forward to God's mercy. Isn't it the kindness of the king to release my minister to the country and return to his hometown? "
(3) Tang Bai Juyi's poem "Sitting in a Pavilion": "Two sparse people return to their hometowns, and four old people return to Laoshan."
(4) Song Chen Shidao's "Er Yun Su Gong Topic Ouyang Shu Bi Qi": "Travelers return to their hometowns, and residents love my family." [2]
⑤ Zhao Zhenyuan's Sacrifice to Yuan Shiyuan as the Teacher's Deputy in Ming Dynasty: "Gong Gai (his son Yuan Shu) deeply felt the decline of his hometown and would never harm it. And knowing the fineness of mulberries, you can recruit them. " [3]
⑥ Feng Ming magnum's Biography of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty: "Our city has been hungry for years and the people have been displaced. This winter is a little short, and the exiles are gradually returning to their hometown. They can only be self-sufficient and not help each other. "
3. Hometown nickname: also known as Elm: Wu Zetian's "Bing Zhou, I am also an Elm", and Elm is my hometown.
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