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Five rhymes and one verse (***ten sentences or lines)

The ten lines are not from the Five Rhymes, but from the Five Ancients or Yuefu. Find some poems by Li Bai for your spare time.

Yuefu·Qin Girl's Rolling Clothes

The emperor lives in Weiyang, and his concubine is waiting to roll up his clothes.

There is no purple palace pet who dares to touch the golden bed.

The water will not go away, but the bear will come.

Hold the sun and moon with a small body, floating like the light of a firefly.

I wish you to pick Fengfei without any hindrance.

Yuefu · Dry fish crossing the river weeping

Bailong changed into regular clothes, but was occasionally restrained by Yu Qie.

Whoever makes you a fish will sue the Emperor of Heaven in vain.

When writing books and newspapers, don’t rely on the wind and waves.

The waves fell back to the sand and were eaten by ants.

Thousands of people come and go with caution, and the people of Bai think they know it.

Yuefu·Duijiu Shop

Pine nuts live in Jinhua, and they enter Penghai in peace.

Where did this ancient immortal come from?

The floating electric current suddenly changes into brilliance.

Heaven and earth never change, but the appearance changes.

If you refuse to drink wine, who will treat you if you are lustful?

Wugu presented it to Liu Shaofu in Qiupu

Qiupu was old and desolate, and the public court was sparsely populated.

Because you have peach and plum trees, this place suddenly becomes fragrant.

Looking at the white clouds with a pen, the curtains are open and the green light is shining.

The time has come to attract the moon from the mountains and indulge in the clear sunshine.

But I love the Master, and I can’t bear to return.

Five Ancients·Nine of the Ancients

The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees.

Heaven and earth have gone against each other, sharing the same sorrow for eternity.

The Moon Rabbit makes medicine in vain, but the hibiscus has become a salary.

The white bones are silent and speechless, and the green pine trees do not know the spring.

I sigh more and more before and after, the glory is still the treasure.