Zhang Jiuling's representative poems;
Yan Yong was written by Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Haiyan is weak. It will come in spring.
Swallows don't know the mud, and the jade hall opens.
Embroiderers go in twice, and Hua Xuanri comes back several times.
Haiyan doesn't want to fight for power and profit, and hawks don't have to be suspicious of slander.
"Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far Away" was written by Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
The bright moon is slowly becoming round at sea, and we share this moment from far away.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
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A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and at this time, you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth. All living beings hate the long moonlight and miss their loved ones all night. Put out the candles and cherish the moonlight in the room. I wandered around in my clothes, feeling the cold at night. I can't give you beautiful moonlight, I just hope to meet you in my sleep.
The author of Feeling is Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Orchids in spring are full of flowers, and osmanthus in autumn is bright and fresh.
Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season.
Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.
Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? .
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Bluegrass grows luxuriantly in spring, and osmanthus flowers bloom brightly in autumn. The thriving vitality of this school has naturally become a beautiful season. Who knows that hermits living in the mountains are happier when they smell the fragrance? Every plant has its own nature, so why seek beauty to appreciate it?
The author of Gui Yan Shi is Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Although the petrel is slightly stinging, spring will come.
Swallows don't know the mud, and the jade hall opens.
In one day, I went to Ito Show several times, taking mud as my nest.
Haiyan doesn't want to fight for power and profit, and hawks don't have to be suspicious of slander.
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Haiyan is very small. It only returns to the north temporarily in spring. Swallows don't know how cheap mud is. When they see the Jade Hall open, they go in and out of Huatang embroidery several times a day, holding mud as their nests. Haiyan has no intention of competing with other animals for power and profit, and eagles don't have to be suspicious and slander.
The author of Feeling is Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
There is a chrysanthemum in the south of the Yangtze River, and its leaves are green all winter.
Not because the soil is getting warmer, but because it is accustomed to the cold by nature.
You can recommend a good guest. You can leave it here, far below the mountains and rivers. ..
You plant your peach trees and plums, and you forget the shade of another tree.
Is it luck, cause and effect is an infinite cycle?
Answer to Lu Li was written by Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
The fragrance of pine leaves can be used to brew sweet wine. Spring has come. I wonder how much of this wine you have brewed?
Although the mountain road is far away, I will not refuse your kind invitation; Even if the snow is thick, visit the snow. It's spring and the ice has melted.
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Aromatic pine leaves can be used to brew sweet wine. Spring has come. I wonder how much of this wine have you brewed? Although the mountain road is rugged and long, I won't refuse your kind invitation; Even if it snows heavily, you should visit through the snow, not to mention that it is spring and the ice and snow have melted.
The author of Experience One is Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
A lonely swan flew from the sea and landed in a puddle that it didn't want to condescend to.
It nests in pearl poplars, snoops and asks about green birds.
Correct the precious wood, and you are not afraid of the golden pill.
Good clothes make people point, and high climbers go against God's will.
Bird hunters will yearn for me in vain, because I roam in the infinite sky.
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This poem tells a fable: a swan goose from the sea flies to the edge of an ideal city alone. Two kingfishers stand proudly in the city tree. Hongyan expected that they would eventually bring disaster to herself, so she spread her wings and left this sinister place.
Seeing White Hair in the Mirror was written by Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
In the past, Qingyun was brilliant and white hair was wasted.
But in the mirror, I feel sorry for myself.
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Once upon a time, I was ambitious and wasted my life. I have reached the age when my hair and beard are all white. Who knows that in the bright mirror, only my body and shadow are in self-pity.
Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Send Li Shaofu out of Weicheng". The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Nanchangwei, Fujian, leaving the pavilion for spring.
Wildflowers are eager to see, but woodbirds are fresh to hear.
If you don't get drunk, you won't return.
Knowing each other far and near, Wan Li is still a neighbor.
Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Wanghukou Lushan Waterfall". The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Red spring falls, and the atmosphere is half purple.
Run down the miscellaneous trees and return to the clouds.
The sun is like a rainbow, the sky is clear, and the wind and rain are hard.
Lingshan is full of colors, empty and dense.
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Zhang Wan Waterfall falls down as if from the sky, surrounded by half red and half purple fog. It went straight down through the miscellaneous trees and through the heavy clouds. Sunshine is like a colorful rainbow. In this sunny weather, it seems to hear the sound of wind and rain. This Lushan Mountain is like a fairy mountain. How magnificent. Smoke and water are mixed together.
The author of Mianyang Gorge is Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Sail side by side with Cen and walk across the stream.
When the water is dark, it will be cold in autumn, and when the mountain is sunny, it will be cloudy.
Emphasize the five colors in the forest and despise the walls.
Cherish this life, who knows the heart of nature.
Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote Night Walk in Leiyang Creek. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Return to the boat at night, and the source road turns to seclusion.
Look at the trees in the moonlight and listen to the streams in the wind.
Lan Qi entered between the ships, and the frosted clothes floated up.
Although the apes sang this night, it was not the worry of other families.
Zhang Jiuling, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, is the author of Chu Junyi in Fu Zi. The full text is as follows:
Now that you're out, you don't care about the disabled machine anymore.
I miss you like a full moon, and the brightness is decreasing every night.
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The husband didn't come home, the wife didn't weave on the machine for a long time, and the loom became shabby, but no one repaired it; The hostess misses day and night, and her face is haggard, as if the full moon is gradually weakening and becoming a lack of moon.
Zhang Jiuling's famous saying
Haiyan is small and solid, and spring comes. Swallows don't know the mud, and the jade hall opens. In one day, I went to Ito Show several times, taking mud as my nest. A falcon can't guess without arguing with things. Environment determines fate, Zhang Jiuling. Cause and effect are an infinite cycle. Zhang Jiuling.
Excerpts from the most beautiful Tang poems
78. In the year of the Southern Dynasties, 108 went to the temple, with many towers and misty rain. _ _ _ _ Du Mu 79, Matsuzaka, Yue Ming Road, crystal stone in its stream. _ _ _ _ Tang Wei 80. It is better to hate each other than to have faith in the ebb and flow of the tide. Acacia really feels that the sea is not deep. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi 8 1, Liu Huahong wins the fire of sunrise, and Liu Lu is like the blue of spring. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi 82, good rain knows the season, when spring happens. _ _ _ _ Du Fu 83, suddenly saw the stranger's head sink into a willow color, and regretted teaching him to find a seal. _ _ _ _ Tang Changling 84 brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. _ _ _ _ Zhang Jiuling 85. After Chang 'e, she regretted stealing the elixir, but the young people in Bihai didn't sleep for a night. _ _ _ _ Liao Shangyin 86, the beauty is not broken in front of him, leaning against the cage and sitting in the Ming Dynasty. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi 87, the autumn frost flies late, leaving the dry lotus to listen to the rain. _ _ _ _ Liao Shangyin was singing with a shadow in her arms in the middle of the night. Who heard this sigh?
Beauty is suitable for different hair sizes, and the trees in the courtyard contain dark colors. The white clouds are far away, the sea is changing, and the world is big. Phoenix is coming, and bamboo flowers want to eat. -Zhang Jiuling's "Feeling" A gentleman is like jade, and a national scholar is unparalleled. -Zhang Jiuling.
I thank her for her work. Her name is beautiful. -Zhang Jiuling.
The heart is still tired, and the fruit is pulled out. -Zhang Jiuling's "Painting Landscape Obstacles"
There is more hair in the blue side, and the clouds are fresher every day.
Now is really a good time to collect sounds, and the desire for love will change. Only when you are happy can you not spread beauty. At dusk, under the Jinting Pavilion, Yu Hua Yuan Shan passenger ship. -Zhang Jiuling misses you, just like a full moon night, singing every night. -Zhang Jiuling "was given to you".
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Lanfang Chunhui Kaiban Garden, Melanie Field, Shu Jing. The pavilion is light in color, concise and fluttering. The sun shines on the uneven shadow, and the wind is heavy and fragrant. Meeting needs a gentleman's discount, Perry Xiang. Don? Li Bai lives in a secluded garden, with long vegetation. Although the sun shines, it is not the moon in high autumn. First frost early, green dare not rest. If there is no breeze, who will deliver the fragrance? Don? Zhang Jiuling meets delicate orchid leaves in spring and bright osmanthus fragrans in autumn. Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season. Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy. Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? . The bright moon is slowly becoming round at sea, and we share this moment from far away.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. -Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far" Who knows Peng Qi, the fragrance is tempting, and the beauty is satisfied.
Vegetation has its heart and wants to be beautiful. -Zhang Jiuling's "Two Stories about the People" was born when the entertainment industry in Chang 'an was fiercely competitive. The most popular newcomer is Zhang Jiugao, who not only has ten things in the army, but also has one in other countries. Shan Ruzhong didn't get up. His brother was Juenig Zhang Jiuling, the deputy director of Daoqi Affairs of Datang Poetry Society.
What's more, Zhang Jiugao's aquatic family won the reputation of Datang Young Women's Literature Society at that time, and was favored by others-Yuyu, who has decided that the masterpiece is the biggest in the draft. In fact, teenagers in other countries who wear our white coats are also fearless. I didn't mention anything about the mountain, but it's like a plant. Oh, no, it's a pipa, but she didn't go on stage and play like a voice. Xiao Zuo knows that when he was a child, the pipa was only one sound, but don't forget that it is stronger now, and only Xiaojun is practical. How can she live in her mountain? Ten things are different. -Liu Jue Yongfeng Lei Lei's "Liu Jue Yongfeng Lei Lei Reading Tang Poetry" has Dan orange in the south and it is still green in winter. -Zhang Jiuling's "Feeling 2"
It's luck, and cause and effect is an infinite cycle.
It's just that the tree is peach-shaped, and this wood looks more cloudy than four. Always leave your worries behind, and you will be embarrassed in the breeze. Beauty is real, and loneliness is empty. -Zhang Jiuling's Experience The moon is now full on the sea, illuminating the whole heaven. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. -Zhang Jiuling's Full Moon Philip Burkart.
The trees in the courtyard are dying day by day, and the wind and frost are not clear —— Zhang Jiuling's "Dengguyang Yuntai"
Orchids in spring are full of flowers, and osmanthus in autumn is bright and fresh. Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season. Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy. Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? ? -Zhang Jiuling's "Feeling, Part I"
Facing the sea
There is a saying in Zhang Chao's Nightmare Shadow in Qing Dynasty: "Ju takes Yuan Ming as her confidant, Mei takes He Jing as her confidant, and Zhu thinks her confidant." Facing the sea, facing this piece of blue, I can't help thinking: Who is the bosom friend of the sea? The sea is different from a big river. The river flows slowly, such as Lao Dan's "quiet and subtle, keeping mysterious and holding one"; Moreover, the vicissitudes of life have changed a lot, such as Zhuang Zhou's "Let the hole reach and escape". The majestic potential of the sea, the pride of the sea and the tranquility of the sea are all negligible-in the face of such a sea, what I heard was Cao Cao's "heroic martyrs in their twilight years". What I saw was Li Bai's Lonely Sail from the Sun. I thought of Zhang Jiuling's "Moon, which is now full on the sea and illuminates the whole heaven." The sea shines with the light of literature in the course of history, and this light is not only dazzling in brightness, but also dazzling in color-because the sea is changeable. But when facing this blue, how can we only pay attention to its majesty, its arrogance and its tranquility? Cao Cao's ambition, Li Bai's talent, Zhang Jiuling's "I love you for a long time, as long as I am still alive, I will walk in my childhood. Zhang Jiuling said: "It is only fate that meets me, and cause and effect is an infinite cycle." I only say that this is fate. I actually came out when I was a child. When I really came out, when I was too clear, when I really came out, when I didn't go out, when I didn't go to find a child to give it to me, it was only the first second, and it became a medicine of Lagerstroemia indica, which won't fade to people and won't lose weight in winter. Gong Sheng was around, and the rest of the golden year was happy at home.
Always leave your worries behind, and you will be embarrassed in the breeze.
Where is the beauty, lonely and empty. If the bluebird doesn't arrive, Zhu Bie will fly in Yunfu. Travel at night, stay for a long time-Zhang Jiuling's "Twelve Emotions and Eight" is full of gentle care in the other person's eyes, as if the breeze can dispel all the coolness of the night. This is the Zhang Jiuling she has never seen before, so warm and close, with no distance. -Li Weiqi's "Cloud Half Book 2"
The hermit is in his lonely residence, nursing his thoughts and cleaning his worries.
Thanks to the birds, I realized that I was in heat four times. Huai Kong, who will feel this essence? Can I be comforted by flying far away and sending high numbers? -Zhang Jiuling's "Experience" will not hesitate to walk through the mountains, but also walk through the snow. -Zhang Jiuling's answer to Lu Li
You can learn from the past. -Zhang Jiuling's "Golden Land Seal Watch"
Excerpts from the most beautiful Tang poems ⑤
4 1, not long after a year, I sometimes do it for a long time. This hatred continues. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi 42. When people don't know Ling, stay outside and wait for Ling Yunjue to return to the truth. He was born in your year. _ _ _ _ Du Xunhe 43, tonight's dew to the white, Ming how much brighter the moonlight is at home!. _ _ _ _ Du Fu 44. I will kill every flower in Qiu Lai on September 8th. _ _ _ _ Weng Chao 45, Qian Fan by the shipwreck, Wan Muchun in front of Tianjiao Tree. _ _ _ _ Wen Yuxi 46. Does the human heart have to bloom in spring like all other flowers? Even if this bright flame of love, should it only be ashes? ! _ _ _ _ Liao Shangyin 47, once told Meirenqiao that he hates small news so far. _ _ _ _ Wen Yuxi 48, it is hard to say when you meet, and it is difficult to become a national wind. _ _ _ _ Liao Shangyin 49. Count the center lines of the players kindly, and the wanderer gets a light coat. _ _ _ _ Meng Jiao 50. You nian doesn't have a vast space. He misses his hometown. _ _ _ _ Zhang Jiuling Ershengtang Style
Wu Jun: Kowloon Net He: Romantic He Zhang: Moonlit Night on the Spring River Zhang Jiuling: A Lonely Swan flies from the sea Wang Zhihuan: Your eyes are wide open for three hundred miles Meng Haoran: You have found your hiding place Wang Changling: Bing Xin is in the Jade Pot Zheng Qian: Shan Xin is one inch gray Wang Wei: The character is as good as the moon. Li Bai: drunk and dry, stone: leaning against the wind and dust with a sword. Cui Wei: Who will take the Yellow Crane to Du Fu: Worry about Jiangnan. Negative sword goes out of the north gate-
Cai took us to visit the Qu Bell Tower in front of Daxiong Hall. The first shit man wrote a poem upstairs in the Long History of Jingzhou written by Zhang Jiuling in the Tang Dynasty. In the Song Dynasty, Jiang also wrote a poem: "Acacia wants to look back and come to the ground to bend the bell tower." -Shen Fu's "Six Floating Families"
Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? ? -Zhang Jiuling's four feelings
Brief introduction of Cui Hu, a poet in Tang Dynasty, and excerpts from The Complete Poems and Sentences.
Cui Hu was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Yin Gong was born in Boling (now Anping County, Hebei Province). In 796 AD (twelfth year of Zhenyuan), he ascended the throne (Jinshi Ji). In 829 (the third year of Daiwa), Jing, in the same year, was an ancient scholar and an envoy of Lingnan. In the end, lingnan is our time. His poetic style is concise and graceful, and his language is extremely fresh. There are six ancient poems in the whole Tang poetry, all of which are excellent works, especially the village of Chengnan, which is the most widely circulated and well known by all. With a seemingly simple life experience, this poem tells the common life experience that thousands of people once had, which also won Cui an immortal title.
Cui Hu's representative works:
Cui Hu, a litterateur in Tang Dynasty, wrote Titu Chengnan Village. His poems are as follows:
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
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Today last year, it was at the door of this family in Nanzhuang, Chang 'an. Your beautiful face and the blooming peach blossoms set each other off and made you blush. Today, a year later, I revisited my old place. I don't know where your beautiful image went, but only peach blossoms still smile at the warm spring breeze.
Willow by the Water in May was written by Cui Hu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. His poems are as follows:
The roots are elegant and the shadows are shallow.
Sleeping face is cold and stretching is softer.
The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered.
Like a drunken scene, like a moon dew.
A long fish is surprised by mistake, but a weak bird is surprised.
Don't be sentimental for a long time, including climbing mountains in spring.
Cui Hu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote The Pheasant Dances in the Stone Mirror. His poems are as follows:
Lu Feng opened a stone mirror, and people said they could dance pheasant.
There is nothing hidden in the image, and the birds are only fascinated by themselves.
When the smoke stopped, my heart was filled with joy.
When you turn to the sky, you will become colorful and the phoenix will want to live.
Why do you say you are a feather family?
Those who should laugh at Hanyin will eventually lose the battle.
The author of Late March is Cui Hu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. His poems are as follows:
Spring is over and the pond is quiet.
The residual red curtain falls alone, light green and shallow.
Yan Yang Fang Juan mattress, Gu Bu loves Yin Shin.
Unexpectedly, in spring, I saw the invasion of early summer.
The author of Late Chicken is Cui Hu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. His poems are as follows:
In the dark and gloomy city, drums and drums stopped, and several voices continued to live in the cold.
Not afraid to break the dream of screen window, but afraid to cry in the middle of the night.
Excerpts from all the poems of Wang Zhihuan, a poet in the Tang Dynasty
Wang Zhihuan (688742), a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was born in Taiyuan, Shanxi Province, and was named Ji Ling, Han nationality. His ancestral home was Jinyang (now Taiyuan, Shanxi), and his great-grandfather moved to Jiangxian, Shanxi. Bold and uninhibited, he often mourned swordsmanship, and his poems were sung by musicians at that time. After becoming famous for a period of time, he often sang with Gao Shi, Wang Changling and others, and was famous for being good at describing frontier fortress scenery. His representative works include In Lusu, Liangzhou Ci and so on. The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. By going up one flight of stairs, look thousands of miles away, this is the eternal swan song.
Complete works of Wang Zhihuan's poems;
The author of Liangzhou Ci is Wang Zhihuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
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Looking around, the Yellow River is drifting away, as if it were running in the middle of winding white clouds, on the high mountain of Wan Ren in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, an isolated city, Yumenguan, stands tall and isolated. Why do you want to use Qiangdi to play sad willow songs to complain that spring has not come? It turns out that the spring breeze can't blow around Yumen Gate.
In the Heron Tower was written by Wang Zhihuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
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The sunset slowly sinks beside the western hills, and the Yellow River rushes to the East China Sea. If you want to see the scenery of Wan Li, you must climb a higher tower.
The author of Farewell is Wang Zhihuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
A willow tree in the spring breeze presents a green color along the royal river bank.
It's not so convenient to have a rest recently. It should be because there are too many people.
The author of Banquet Ci is Wang Zhihuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Under the long dike, the spring water is long and slowly flows through the Zhanghe River.
Don't listen to the voice urging you to go. You can't sail in a shallow place like Taoxi.
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The long embankment winds, the water is bright, the east wind sails, and the peach blossoms wave after wave. This seven-character quatrain written at the banquet shows a clear watercolor painting. However, its theme is sadness.
The author of Farewell on the 9th is Wang Zhihuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
It's rare for an old friend to be bleak in Jiyuan, so where can I climb and send it back?
At present, I will share Fang Ju wine with you today, but I should have a rest in the Ming Dynasty.
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In the bleak autumn wind, there are few familiar friends, and who can climb the mountain to send me back to my hometown? When we meet today, we will drink chrysanthemum wine in the cup together. Maybe tomorrow you and I will be like this broken canopy floating in the wind, I don't know where to fly.
Wang Zhihuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Looking at the North Clouds with Zen Words of Liangzhou Ci". The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
Khan looked at the clouds in the north and killed the altar of Madden several times.
The son of the Han family is now in SHEN WOO, and he refuses to go home with his relatives.
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Turkic leaders came to the Central Plains to find relatives, set their sights on their own territory in the north, saw the Fuyundui shrine in the north of the border, recalled that they had killed horses here many times in the past, and then attacked the Tang Dynasty with great pride. But now SHEN WOO, the son of heaven in the Tang Dynasty, is aloof and unwilling to kiss the Turks, so this trip to the Central Plains had to come in vain.
The author of Farewell on the 9th is Wang Zhihuan, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:
It's rare for an old friend to be bleak in Jiyuan, so where can I climb and send it back?
At present, I will share Fang Ju wine with you today, but I should have a rest in the Ming Dynasty.
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In the bleak autumn wind, there are few familiar friends, and who can climb the mountain to send me back to my hometown? When we meet today, we will drink chrysanthemum wine in the cup together. Maybe tomorrow you and I will be like this broken canopy floating in the wind, I don't know where to fly.