1. "Bu Shuzi" The moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, which breaks the silence of the people. Sometimes I see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows. Startled but looked back, no one can spare the regret. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
2. "Huanxi Sand" The date blossoms are falling from Susu clothes and towels, and the sound of reeling wheels is heard in the south of the village and in the north of the village. Niu Yigu Liu sells cucumbers. The road is long but I feel sleepy when I am tired of wine. When the day is high, I am thirsty and thinking about tea. Knock on the door and ask the savages.
3. "Huanxi Sand" Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows to the west. At the foot of the mountain, orchid buds dip into the stream, and the sandy road among the pines is clear of mud. Xiao Xiao Mu Yu Zigui cries. Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.
4. "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" The great river goes eastward, and the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages are gone. On the west side of the fort, the way of humanity is, Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of thunder piles were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time. I recall that in Gongjin's time, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, and she looked majestic and handsome. Feather fan and silk scarf, while talking and laughing, the rapist disappeared into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. The world is like a dream, and one statue still shines in the moonlight.
5. "The moon on the Xijiang River is heavy on the ninth day" There is a drizzle on the roof of the building, and it is heavy on the flat lake outside the river. Back then, there was a horse show in Dongxu, but now Nanpu is desolate. Don't regret that the yellow flowers have not spit out yet, and teach the red flowers to support them. There is no need to look at the dogwood in the wine stall, but to admire the present and past of the world.
6. "Moon over the Xijiang River" illuminates the shallow waves in the wild, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of Jade Cong has not yet been solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass. It's a pity that the wind and moon in the stream can't be taught to crush Qiong Yao. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
7. "Ding Feng Bo" Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime. The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine.
8. "Partridge Sky" The forest is broken in the mountains, the bamboos are hidden in the wall, and the cicadas are scattered in the small pond. I can see birds from time to time when I turn over the blank page, and the red sprouts in the water are fragrant and fragrant. Outside the village, next to the ancient city, the staff slowly turned towards the setting sun. It rained at midnight last night, and it was cool all day long.
9. "Leaving Beijing Drunk and Desperate" The clouds are light and the moon is shining, the second watch is sober and the boat is starting to set sail. The lonely city looks back at the mist. Remember the time of singing, not the time of return. The towel fell off the fan and the rattan bed was slippery, and I felt a deep dream with no one to talk about. When will the wandering of this life rest? My home is in the southwest, and my hometown is in the southeast.
10. "Nan Xiangzi's Farewell to the Ancient Times" Looking back at the chaotic mountains, there are no residents, only the city. Who looks like the towers and pavilions on Linping Mountain, welcoming and seeing off guests from the west. The evening breeze on the way home is clear, and I cannot dream of sleeping in the cold weather. Tonight, where the remaining lamp shines slantingly, there is a glowing light, and I shed tears even when the autumn rain is clear.
11. "Nanxiangzi's Autobiography" A cool mat with a blue gauze kitchen, a pillow of cool breeze, and the rest of the day. I went to bed and listened to the fact that there was nothing going on in the evening office. I slowly read through the books by the bedside. I scratched my head and returned to my hometown, feeling that I was lazy and neglected my fame. If you ask about your talents and skills, how about it? It is foolish to occupy the world.
12. "Nanxiangzi Chongjiu Hanhui Tower Presented to Xu Jun" The traces of frost and precipitation have faded, and the light green scales are exposed in the distant continent. The wine is fading, the wind is soft and whistling, the hat is worn but the head is sentimental. If the festival is a reward, it will be the end of the autumn. Everything is just a dream in the end, just rest, the yellow flowers and butterflies will be worried tomorrow.
13. "Butterfly Love Flower" The flowers have faded to red, green and small apricots. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world! There is a swing inside the wall and a road outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women smiling inside the wall. The laughter gradually becomes quieter and quieter, but the sentimental one is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
14. "Linjiang Fairy Returns to Lingao at Night" After drinking at Dongpo at night, I woke up drunk and returned as if it was the third watch. The boy's breath is thundering. No one knocks on the door, but leans on the stick and listens to the sound of the river. I always regret that this body is not mine, when will I forget Yingying? The wind is quiet at night and the grain of the valley is flat. The boat passed away from now on, and the river and sea left it for the rest of my life.
15. "Jiangchengzi Farewell to Xuzhou" Wandering at the end of the world and thinking endlessly. We met, but in a hurry. Hand in hand with the beautiful woman, and the tears are broken and the red remains. Why ask what Dongfeng Yu is like? Spring is here, who is it with? Sui Di is full of water in March. Back to Hong, go to Wuzhong. Looking back at Pengcheng, Qingsi and Huaitong. I want to send a thousand tears of lovesickness, but they cannot be shed, Chu Jiangdong.
16. "Jiangchengzi's Hunting in Mizhou" The old man chatted like a teenager, holding the yellow on the left and the blue on the right. Brocade hats and mink fur coats, thousands of cavalry rolling around Pinggang. If you want to report the fall of the city, you will follow the governor, shoot the tiger yourself, and watch Sun Lang. It doesn't matter if you're drunk, your chest is still open, and your temples are slightly frosted! In the cloud of Chijie, when will Feng Tang be sent? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf.
17. "Jiangchengzi's dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yi Mao" Ten years of life and death. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, you suddenly return to your hometown with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
18. "A Poem with Zhang Xian on Jiangchengzi Lake" The rain is beginning to clear on Phoenix Mountain. The water and wind are clear and the sunset is bright. A hibiscus bloomed over Shang Yingying. A pair of egrets flew from nowhere, admiring Pingting if you wanted to. Suddenly I heard mourning kites being played on the river. Who can listen to my bitter feelings? The smoke gathers and the clouds gather, it is Xiang Ling as promised. I want to wait until the end of the song to ask for it, but no one can see it, and the peaks are green.
19. "Shui Long Yin Second Rhyme Chapter Zhi Fu Yang Hua Ci" looks like a flower but not like a flower, and no one cherishes it. Leaving home on the road, thinking is ruthless and thoughtful. The lingering damage to the soft intestines makes the delicate eyes want to open but also close. The dream travels thousands of miles with the wind, looking for the man's whereabouts, but is still called by the oriole. I don’t hate that these flowers have all flown away, I hate that the red flowers in the West Garden are difficult to decorate. Dawn has come and the rain has passed. Where is the trace? There is a pool of broken apples. There are three parts of spring scenery, two parts of dust, and one part of flowing water. If you look closely, you will see that they are not Yanghua, but dots and pieces of Liren's tears.
20. When will the bright moon appear in "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.