There are 382 poems for horses, 325 poems for dragons, 162 poems for cattle, 129 poems for chickens, 98 poems for snakes, 93 poems for tigers, and 86 poems for sheep. Dog + Dog = 43 songs, Rabbit 38 songs, Rat 32 songs, Pig 12 songs, Monkey 10 songs.

horse 382 dragon 325 cow 162 chicken 129 snake 98 tiger 93 sheep 86

dog + dog (13+ 30) = 43 rabbit 38 rat 32 pig 12 monkey 10

bamboo stick awn The shoe is lighter than the horse, who is afraid?

The sandalwood heart has been vomiting [dragon], so why should the jade cheeks bother the otter marrow doctor?

[Cow] Yiguliu sells cucumbers.

The water in front of the door is still flowing! Stop singing yellow [chicken] with white hair.

I have heard the words of the turtle and heard the divine words, and I have even seen the writing marks of the dragon [snake].

In order to repay the beautiful city, he followed the prefect, shot [Tiger] himself, and watched Sun Lang.

I have been fond of roasting [sheep] all my life, and I know the taste and am willing to eat lightly.

1. "Jiang Chengzi"

Preview of [Ma] Er Jiuxian Mountain. The sky is blue. The evening clouds are free. The high platform on the city is truly transcendent. Don't let the clouds and rain disperse in a hurry. Tonight, the moon is full of beauty. Xiaoxi Oulujing Lianquan. Go to Pianpian. Light a cigarette. Human affairs are desolate, and I will look back on this year. Don't forget to make Junge smile, under the weeping willows and in front of the short locust trees.

2. "Huanxi Sand"

The soft grass and flat sand are new after the rain. Walking on the light sand is dust-free. When to pack up? The sun is warm, the light of mulberry trees is like splashing, and the wind is like smoke of mugwort and mugwort. Shi Junyuan is one of them.

3. "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 easily beat [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.

4. "Ding Feng Bo"

Don't blame the long embroidery belt. The waist is too light to dance with clothes. Fortunately, I only want to travel. where. Chuiyang is a [Horse] and is frivolous. The flowers fade and the spring comes to an end. Hateful. Broken strings and dust pipes accompany the crying makeup. If you don’t believe it, come back and see for yourself. Afraid to see. I am haggard but ashamed of my husband.

5. "Linjiang Fairy"

Fine [horse] carrying two maids from afar, wearing a green scarf and jade belt with red boots. The good thing about Xishan is home. Who would have thought that on Baxia Road, I would see Luocheng flowers. The jade pistils are falling on the face, and the spring sun is setting at the beginning of the world. I haven’t seen Ziyun Che in ten years. The new cave in Longqiu is filled with lead cauldrons to raise cinnabar.

6. "Moon over the Xijiang River"

A drizzle drizzles above the building, heavy on the flat lake outside the river. In those days, the drama [Horse] Hui Dongxu was played, but today 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.

7. "Moon on the Xijiang River"

Farewell dreams have gone with the flowing water, and the tear towels are still in the fragrant spring. Xiangru is still the immortal. The person is in Yaotai Langyuan. The flowers and mist are misty in the wind, and the song beads are clear and round with dripping water. Mo Mei’s new work is very beautiful. Make instant noodles when you return from [horse].

8. "Moon on the West River"

[Horse] While the road is far away, the moon in the sand cage is faint and smoky. Crossing the waves is clear and beautiful. The cold phoenix hangs on the green branches. The hanging phoenix branches are green and the flowers are reflected in the clear waves. Crossing the slanting smoke, the moon cages the sand. The long journey is slightly fragrant and you can take advantage of [horse].

9. "Moon over the Xijiang River"

The blue mist lightly cages the two phoenixes, and the cold smoke lightly blows over the two crows. For whom do you wander and never return home? Mistakenly recognized the [horse] passing in front of the door. Deliberately stealing back the smiling eyes, Wu Yan forced herself to straighten her clothes. Liu Lang saw Wulinghua. From now on, the heart of spring is full of joy.

10. "The Proud Fisherman"

A song about Yang Guan, I know you want to go to Qinchuan. The white [horse] soap mink cannot be kept. Looking back, there is no fog in the lonely city. When the day comes, the flowers in Chang'an are like rain, and the willows in Guan Guan are just beginning to fly. Gradually, the knife in the boot is approaching the road. Who is similar to Wang Wendu on the romantic knees?

11. "Red Lips"

Our generation loves love, who in ancient times is like Longshan Banquet. Now Chudian. Play [Horse] Yu Feiguan. Gu calls her a beauty, but she doesn't realize that Qiu is half strong. The sound of the kite is far away. Clouds blowing around the temples. Worry is like a wild goose.

12. "Nanxiangzi"

The rain is dark at first and the night is doubtful, but the wind returns and suddenly the weather is clear. The light clouds slanted down the mountain. The grass is fine and the sand is soft, and the horse's hooves are light. When you wake up from alcohol and still feel sleepy, your dream of being a fairy cannot come true. Where can I find Yunying in Blue Bridge? There is only passion and flowing water, accompanying others.

13. "Xing Xiangzi"

Sanru Chengming. Four to nine ministers. Ask the scholar, what is the disgrace and what is the honor? Gold leaves, seven leaves, and beautiful mink tassels. No sweat [horse] affairs, no gifts, no knowledge of scriptures. Chengdu divination hall, the silence is not peaceful. Zheng Zizhen and Iwatani Gonggen. Cold and ashes are hot, and people are too important to others. Apart from Zhu Qian's studies, he has no thoughts and no name.

14. "Hezi's Nostalgia from Mianchi"

Everywhere in life is similar, it should be like a flying dragon stepping on slush. Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud, and Hongfei is counting the things. The old monk has died and a new pagoda has been built. There is no way to see the old inscriptions if the walls are broken. Do you still remember the rugged past? The road was long, people were trapped, and donkeys neighed. (In previous years, [Ma] died in Erling and rode a donkey to Mianchi.)

15. "Auspicious Partridge"

The moon sets over the city and the crow crows. The red ships and red ships have already filled the lake. The drums have not allowed us to welcome the five [horses], but the water clouds have already floated with two pairs of ducks. A boat with a yellow hat on the mountain and a magpie-tailed stove with green smoke on the bank. When I am old and sick, I just want to sleep in the spring, and I only seek a monk's couch to stay for a while.

16. "Xijiang Moon Farewell"

The boat sailed to Jingkou last night, and now the leader of [horse] is in peace. What is the old official and the new official? There is only Hushan koan. This scene has changed several times over the past century, and it is difficult to describe it. Make your talent make waves. And judge new poems.

17. "Jiang Shenzi/Jiang Chengzi"

Yuren's family is in Fenghuang Mountain. Between water and clouds. Keep the door closed. Pedestrians outside the door immediately looked at the bow bend. The spring breeze from ten miles away looks like it, reflecting the slanting sun and staining the embroidered curtains. Love and return good deeds to you. Min Xin is a widower. Wipe off the rest. The bright moon is over the river, and the fragrance is misting the clouds. The flowers on the street are blooming and spring is over. I can hear the old songs and break the beauty.

18. "Heavenly Fairy"

Walk [Horse] to explore the flowers before they bloom. It is not easy for people and chemical industry. Come back a thousand times and look around a hundred times, bees serve as maids. The warbler is the envoy. Grain Rain is clear and the sky is empty. The white-haired Lu Lang is still in love. One night, the jian knife was used to collect the jade pistils. The person in front of me was still red with heartache and had tears in my eyes. Flowers are unintentional. Tomorrow, when you wake up, the floor will be full of wine.

19. "Farewell"

The spring water on the duck head is as thick as dye, and the peach blossoms on the water surface make the spring face. The old man sees off his guests and walks by the water, where the sand is lined with horseshoes and black hat spots. He raised his head and asked the guest when he would return. The guest said that the fallen leaves were flying in the autumn wind. The [horse] green poplar smiles, and meets the setting sun by the mountain.

20. "Farewell to Dong Chuan"

His life is wrapped in a big thick cloth, with poetry and calligraphy in his belly. I am tired of accompanying the old scholar to cook gourd leaves, and force me to step on the locust flowers with my son. I have no money to look for a horse, my eyes are wandering looking at the carriage of my son-in-law. The pride is worthy of praise of the secular world, and the edicts of yellow and new wetness are like crows.

21. "Farewell to Dong Chuan"

His life is wrapped in a big thick cloth, with poetry and calligraphy in his belly. I am tired of accompanying the old Confucian to cook gourd leaves, and force me to step on the locust flowers with my son. I don't have enough money to look for a horse, my eyes are wandering looking at the car for choosing a son-in-law. The pride is worthy of praise of the secular world, and the edicts of yellow and new wetness are like crows.

22. "Qi"

Jade Turtle Mountain. Donghuang's spirit is comparable to all the immortals. Jiangque is a mountainous place, the jade house is deep and far away, leaning against the mist. Quiet. Zhi Xiaoran. Jincheng is thousands of miles away from Chanjuan. At that time Mu Man was on a hunting tour. Cuihua once went to the west of the sea. The wind and dew are clear, the whale waves are as far as the eye can see, and the momentum is floating and covering the surrounding area. It’s a beautiful day. The Xuan Garden is quiet and the green grass is lush. Dispute the embroidery and fragrance. The luan and chariot are stationary, and the eight [horses] are playing in Zhitian. The Yao Pond is nearby, the painting building is faint, and the kingfishers are flying. A feast of splendor. Intermittent crisp pipes and strings. Just like the emperor's heaven. She has a childlike face with bright teeth, green hair and square pupils, and is round and calm, with a calm and graceful look. Pour all the wine from the qiong pot and offer the golden cauldron of medicine to strengthen the spring year. The ethereal flying bird dances wonderfully, and the fate is fulfilled. The music lingers drunkenly. The sound of clouds rhymes with cold springs. The song is flowing, the moon is slanting and the river is low. Gradually the sky becomes brighter and lighter in color. Moving back to thinking, looking back on the world. The dead wanders, and the jade chariot returns eastward. The apricot blossoms are blowing in the wind, and the whip is ringing for miles. Looking at Chang'an Road, there is a faint willow color and green spots of spring.

23. "Gift to the Monk"

The Taoist thought he was a general for three generations and abandoned his family for ten years before he became strong. The jade bones still contain wealth and honor, and the lacquered pupils already shine in the sky. I met Gu Changqian last year, and he was as good as a flying luan among the crowd. I visited Jiangxi Temple this year and was already sick and thin. The beautiful face does not offer sacrifices to the years, and the snow in the fire soup is filled with wormwood in the wind. It's like asking a yellow man in your family, begging for Mani to illuminate life and death. Don't imitate Wang Lang and Zhidun, and walk with an eagle on his [horse] to pity the divine steed. It is better to return the king's picture to the king than to ride on a native ox.

24. "Cherish Flowers"

There are thousands of piles of brocades in Jixiang Temple (the place where Qiantang flowers are most blooming.) The flower viewing was really grand the year before last, and the Taoist advised me to come during the Qingming Festival. The waist drum has hundreds of faces, like spring thunder, hitting Liangzhou and the flowers blooming on their own. After arranging flowers on Shahe Pond, Wu Erha was drunk and unconscious. Little did he know that now his temples are ruined and there is no wormwood in the ancient temple in the west of the city. There is a monk who plants his own flowers behind closed doors, and cuts thousands of branches and leaves skillfully. There is a clump in the middle, which is like a horse agate plate holding a cup of gold thread. But I only eat vegetables and live a pure life, and I should guess about flowers but not drinking them. At night, the rain and hail are like plum blossoms, the red and green are dark and sad. ([The flowers at Jixiang Temple in Qiantang are the first. The Qingming Festival at Renzi is the most popular. Fifty-three people with gold plates and colorful baskets are presented to the seats. They return to the sand pond at night. The spectators are like mountains. There will be no more. This year, all homes The flowers in the garden are also very abundant, and the clump of Longxing monk's house is particularly beautiful. However, it has fallen into decline and has not been able to bloom. It rained and hailed yesterday. I know how many of these flowers are still there. It may be Taixi.〕)

25. "Nine Ancient Poems by He Tao"

A visitor knocked on my door and struck [horse] on the willow in front of the door. The birds are scattered in the courtyard, and the doors are closed for a long time.The master is sleeping with a book under his pillow, dreaming of my lifelong friend. Suddenly I heard the sound of peeling and pecking, and I was startled to scatter a glass of wine. I took off my clothes to thank the guests, and I felt guilty for both of them. Sitting and talking about the present and the past, if you don't answer, your face will become thicker. Ask me where I come from, I have nothing to show for.

26. "The Six Horses of the Zhaoling Mausoleum are the war horses of Emperor Wen of the Tang Dynasty. They carved stones to resemble them and built the Zhaoling Mausoleum"

Heaven will eradicate the rebellion of the Sui Dynasty, and the emperor sends six dragons. The wind and clouds are so cool, and the hair is so cool. The speed is too high to see, and the mountains and rivers are like no return. The long cry looks at the eight watches and disturbs thousands of slaves. The king of Qin looks like a dragon and a phoenix, and the birds of Lu are not strong enough to destroy him. There are big white feathers around the waist, and the objects in them are like wind and thunder. There are only a few vertical pieces, and fighting is like raising a child. Holding a broomstick, heaven and earth are like dust. Difficulties help great cause, one by one is very talented. Weishi is full of six talents, and achievements are accompanied by Yingshu. The success is so great that the jade chariot travels all over the sky. Zhaoling Palace is desolate, with ancient stones buried in green moss.

27. "Eleven Poems on the Plants and Trees in the Garden by Hezi"

Huanghuang, the imperial capital, stands out among the crowd. What are you doing alone? Watching things change behind closed doors. Small things are not enough to see, but you are tireless in looking at them alone. Morning glory and polygonum are plucked and put into poems. I heard that Master Dongshan bought wine and took Yan Wan with him. Wealth and honor cannot be forgotten, and we enjoy chatting with each other. You are not like that now. You can see the melon vines in season. Huaibao is self-sufficient and precious, and Yilan can only plan the Wan. I return to your place, be careful not to complain that the year is late. There are countless acres of deserted gardens, and the vegetation has moved into forests. As soon as the spring sun has been applied, Yan and Chou are each alone. Although the shelves are full of grapes, I can't let them go when I'm tired. Poor sick pomegranate, the flowers are like broken red lapels. Although the sunflower is charming, its pedicle is too shallow to hold a hairpin. The polygonum bushes are pleasant in the evening, and the light red color comes with the deepening of autumn. Things feel the season, and this principle is useless and prosperous. You are not free to wander, and it is not within your power to prosper. The rivers and lakes are inaccessible, and transplantation is hard work. Ande's two wild ducks flew in to form a picture. Plant cypress and wait for it to mature, and the cypress will grow old when it becomes a grown man. It is better to plant Conghui, which can be planted in spring and fell in autumn. Yin and Yang do not choose things, and good and evil are created at will. Baisheng is so difficult and difficult, and it seems to take a lot of effort. There are a lot of heavenly craftsmen, and I am willing to use them all for you. When you look at pigweed and clover, business is always careless. Although the day lilies have little flowers, they can be pulled out of their own beauty. Among the chaotic leaves, one by one, my heart is inserted. Why fear the morning glory alone? It bends from its teeth. Walking around looking for thorns and hazelnuts, it seems like we have an old date. In the reading room of Nanzhai, the green dawn is like splashing. I work hard to store the autumn rain, and my fences get damaged every year. Asparagus looks like bamboo at first, and its slightly opened leaves look like cattails. Fang holds his armor during the Spring Festival, and his roots grow old and bearded. I don’t like being green in summer, I love it when it is dry in autumn. The yellow leaves are against the wind and rain, and the white flowers are swaying. Have fun and cherish the morning, the autumn wind is often bitter in the morning. Unexpectedly, I miss farewell and am happy to see the autumn melon grow old. Autumn melons feel the frost, and their stems and leaves are rustling. There is no time to return from official travels, and the body is as fast as a [horse]. The mournful cry is read thousands of miles away, but the ambition is empty. What's the point of worrying so much that it makes your hair thick? There are clumps of bamboo in the official residence, and the roots are in the prison hall. It is a path for people below, but it is too dense to be nailed above. He diligently warned the officials and soldiers, and planted thorns to protect the courtyard. Suddenly the tomb is cracked in the distance, and the whip is thin and the flute is thin. I often come here with my pillow and mat to shade the cold green. I couldn't go there at dusk, so I lay down and listened to the cool breeze outside the window. Ligusticum rhizome was born in Shu, and Angelica dahurica came to the south of the Yangtze River. Drifting to Guanfu, it still retains its sweetness. The green path is full of green water, and the dew is clear. If it is not fully spent, it can be used as a basket. In the autumn festival, I am suddenly old, and the bitter cold is unbearable. The roots are based on the truth, and I am ashamed of the trivial things. Since I came to Guanfu, I had to visit Nanshan again. There is nothing like it in the mountains, the vegetation is beautiful and deep and secluded. People don't know the calamus, so they are born in this ravine of rocks. The mountains are high, the frost and snow are bitter, and the leaves of the seedlings cannot be sucked. There are thousand-year-old roots underneath, curled up like a cricket. He has been guarded by ghosts and gods for a long time, but he dares to steal. I come from Nanshan, where the green mountains are still visible to my eyes. My heart follows the white clouds, and my dreams surround the foothills of the mountain. Where did you come from? Your smile is as bright as jade. New poems come out of exploring one's mind, and beautiful words capture the greenery of the mountains. I feel confused, but I remember Qiu Ju. It's like picking woodcutter, entering the cave and listening to the music being played. Returning to write a legacy is better than human music. (On the night of August 11th, I stayed at Fuzhou University and wrote this poem. I dreamed of traveling to Nanshan with my younger brother. I wrote dozens of poems. I loved them very much in my dream. Naijue only remembered one sentence: Cloud crickets mourn the autumn chrysanthemums.) Wild chrysanthemums grow in autumn streams, I know my heart is empty. No one is surprised at the late New Year's Eve, only Anxu is sad. Flowers bloom on the stream, and flowers fall on the stream. When the chrysanthemums fade, the crickets will also sting, which coincides with your age. Chu guests are full of emotions, and the autumn wind sings along the river fence. If the fallen king is dissatisfied, how can he comfort his hunger?

28. "Eleven Poems on the Plants and Trees in the Garden by Hezi"

Cherish your beauty while having fun, the autumn wind is often bitter and early. Unexpectedly, I miss farewell and am happy to see the autumn melon grow old. Autumn melons feel the frost, and their stems and leaves are rustling. When the official returns from his travels, his body is like a horse tied with soap. The mournful cry is read thousands of miles away, but the ambition is empty. What's the point of worrying so much that it makes your hair thick?

29. "In the second month of Renyin, there was an edict ordering the county officials to go to the subordinate counties to destroy, execute and imprison them. Since》

people far away are suffering from floods and droughts, and the king orders the prisoners to be released. The Ming Dynasty edict was passed on to different counties, and we were able to travel successfully in search of mountains. When the depression first comes out of Guo, the vastness really relieves the worries.Come to Guzhen in the evening and visit to recall Marquis Wu. Standing on the cliff, you can see the rushing water in the vast sky. In the middle of the night, people were shouting urgently, and the air was full of fire. The sky is far away and the wind is too strong to stop. Entering Chencang County at dawn, there are still restaurants selling wine. The bituminous coal is in a state of disarray, but the officials are in a state of disarray. Jiling has ancient clouds and clouds, and the Dragon Palace is secluded. After traveling to Nanshan, we passed through Wuzhou on our way back. When he wanted to go to An Neng Sui, he returned to Shaoliu and headed west to Guo Road, but he crossed Xiaohe Island. I heard that the stone on the Dao River still exists at the head of the Wei River. Although there are traces on Cangya, there is no hook for big fishing. Going east to Xiwu, the lonely city looks like Han Liu. Who said Dong Gongjian would retaliate against Wu Fu? The white blade is like an elbow, and the gold is like a hill. I've heard about Taibai all my life, and when I saw it, I was standing in the road. Who can try the drums and horns? The wind and thunder will not bring about the fruit. The rock cliffs are already amazing, and the ice and snow are even more crisp. There is no wheat in the spring drought, but the mountain spirit is happy to have Qiu. The dragon sleeps when he is too lazy, but he steals bottles and jars. The second song, Linquan, is the best, and the three rivers are the best. Near the mountains, wheat grows early, and near the water, bamboos are cultivated. The late emperor enshrined the talisman and painted the crown in his palace. The courtiers wore hairpins and Wu Bian, and the female musicians held konghou. The secret palace opens the golden lock, and the god controls the jade dragon. Black clothes and a huge sword were displayed, and his eyes were stern. When I meet a good person, I will make a colorful boat. Throwing poles and green cattails, washing feet to clear ditches. Stay overnight on the Nanxi River, where the forest is like water and the country is autumn. Green trees are planted around the lake, and there is a roar all night long. Mao Xiao is poor and deep, and he is afraid of Bingbiao when he is fighting. Yin Sheng still has a house, and Lao's family still has a house. Asked about the traces, the past of ascending to immortality is long. When the wind returns, I am sweating, and I read the world like a mayfly. Yu Ke knows people's intentions, and Yao Qin belongs to [Ma] Qiu. Not far away from the mountains and temples, come and see the deer crowing. It is said that Emperor Li's son looks like a monk. The curtains roll in the breeze, and the sunset makes the servant girl sad. Entering the valley, you will be surprised by the dense scenery, and it will take a lot of effort to climb the slope. The chaotic peaks are mixed with water, and the water is as pure as oil. In what year will the envoy arrive? The golden dragon has been cast since ancient times. Thousands of horizontal green stones, hundreds of feet long, can be seen wandering. My favorite is the Quanming Cave, where I taste the snow for the first time. Although the bottle is full, there is no reason to sigh. Suddenly I remembered looking for toads to cultivate, and Fang Dong took off his deer fur. The mountains and rivers are very similar, and the water and rocks are also similar. There is only a spring to drink from, and no one offers a reward.

30. "Yangguan Song"

was surrendered to the city by a purple-bearded man. Play [Horse] Tainan’s old battlefield. I hate you for not taking the Khitan head, and the golden jiaya flag returns to your hometown.

31. "Yangguan Song"

The spring is good in Jinan, the snow is beginning to clear. Just arrived at Ryuyama [Ma] Ashigaru. Please don't forget the girl from Peixi River, who also made the sound of heartbreak in Yang Guan.

32. "Song of Bamboo Branches"

Cangwu Mountain is high and the Xiang River is deep, and the Central Plains looks to the north. The emperor's son traveled south and never returned, only the green maple and Guilin. The maple leaves are swaying, the osmanthus leaves are green, and they are beyond reach from thousands of miles away. Riding a dragon to the sky and disappearing without a trace, the grass and trees are heartless and the sky is crying. He was beating drums by the waterside and noisy in Khotan. The prime minister was deducting the water to ask for Qu Yuan. Qu Yuan has been dead for a thousand years, and the boats are full of mourners just like he did then. Is there a whale thousands of feet long on the seaside that cannibalizes people and provides food? If you don't return to the depths of the sea, how can the sea fish understand the sorrow and loyalty? Xu lamented that Zhongzhi died without anyone, and it was pitiful for King Huai to enter the Qin Dynasty in the west. The Qin Pass has been closed and there is no day to return, and Zhang Hua no longer sees the wheel. When the king left, the flute and drums were playing, and the elders sent him off with a broken axle. After escaping thousands of miles and returning to his lost hometown, Nangong played his long chai in mourning. Qin's belief that the three households were dead was true, and once the troops rose up, they all cried out in ridicule. Xiang Yu was the youngest at that time, and he was a plowman carrying a sword. What's the matter with running rampant in the world, abandoning [horse] and weeping in Wujiang river [horse]. King Xiang has died and has no friends, so he entered the Han court for the first time to commit suicide. There is not much wealth and splendor. So far, there are only towering graves. The desolation of the motherland and the changes in personnel have made Chu Township a tragic song through the ages.

33. "Two Poems on the New City Road"

The east wind knows that I want to travel in the mountains, and it blows away the sound of rain accumulated on the eaves. The clear clouds on the ridge are covered with woolen hats, and the copper ceremonials are hung on the treetops in the early morning. The wild peaches are smiling, the bamboo fence is short, and the willows in the stream shake the sand and the water is clear. People in Xihuan should be the happiest, cooking celery, burning bamboo shoots, and plowing in the spring. I have been on this trip for a long time, sitting beside the stream listening to the sound of the stream. The scattered materials are afraid of seeing the forest axe, and the tired [horse] wants to hear the roll and the hammer. When the drizzle is sufficient, the teahouses are happy, and the officials deep in the chaotic mountains are clear. How much do you know about the misaligned roads in the world? Try asking your husband and wife in the mulberry fields.

34. "Eight Poems of Dongpo"

[Horse] Born into a poor man, he has been with me for twenty years. Look at me day and night, asking for points to buy mountain money. Now I am tired of you, and I have left my fields for the sake of plowing. When you shave the back of a turtle, it will become felt. Poor [Ma] was born crazy, but he still praises me for being virtuous. People who laugh will never regret it, and if you give one thing, you will receive a thousand.

35. "Two Poems on Xincheng Road"

I came from a long life and was on this trip, leaning on the streamside to listen to the sound of the stream. The scattered materials are afraid of seeing the forest axe, and the tired [horse] wants to hear the roll and the hammer. When the drizzle is sufficient, the teahouses are happy, and the officials deep in the chaotic mountains are clear. How much do you know about the misaligned roads in the world? Try asking your husband and wife in the mulberry fields.

36. "Shi Cang Shu Zui Mo Tang"

Literacy begins with worries in life, but you can forget about rough memorization of names. Why use cursive writing to praise your speed, while opening the book in confusion makes you sad.I laugh to myself every time I taste the good food. How long have you been suffering from this disease? He said to himself that there is supreme happiness in it, and it is no different from a leisurely journey. Recently, the name of the hall is drunk with ink, just like drinking fine wine and selling away hundreds of worries. I know that Liu Zi's words are not false, and his illness is like dirt and charcoal. You are so good at this art, and you pile up walls and fail like hills. When Xinglai waved his hand, all the paper was gone, and the horse suddenly trampled across Kyushu. I have no idea what to calligraphy, and I have trouble trying to figure out how to draw. Hu Wei only found falsehoods in his comments, and kept all the words and pieces of paper. Zhang Jun is self-sufficient without any reduction, and I am also superior to Luo Zhao below. There is no need to go to the pond and study harder, just take silk to fill the crotch.

37. "Three Elegies of Emperor Shenzong"

Civil and military power strengthened the heaven, and the Qin Dynasty was renewed day by day. Transforming people is more than holy, and wonderful things are called gods alone. The three kings of the government have come to the throne, and their words are all pure and pure. Weiwei originally has no image, and he depicts a lonely minister. Without changing his name to Yao De, there is no need to count the merits of Shun. Be careful and still be filial, and the rest will be peaceful. Ceremony is related to the old Zhou Dynasty, and official rituals are related to Hanlong. Unexpectedly, there is no creation at all, but it has inherited the trend through the ages. Taking over the throne is a thousand years old, and the period of rebirth is only one chapter. Zhou Nan stayed for a while, and the propaganda room became desolate. The sick [horse] neighs in the sky, and the withered sunflower has been frosted. He spent the rest of his life lying in the rivers and seas, returning to his dreams and weeping in Songmang.

38. "Three Elegies of Emperor Shenzong"

follows from Tongzhen Qiansui, and ends with the last chapter. Zhou Nan stayed for a while, and the propaganda room became desolate. The sick [horse] neighs in the sky, and the withered sunflower has been frosted. He spent the rest of his life lying in the rivers and seas, returning to his dreams and weeping in Songmang.

39. "Five Wonders of Mountain Villages"

Bamboo fenced thatched houses take advantage of the sloping stream, and flowers bloom everywhere in the mountain village in spring. If there is no elephant, there will still be elephants in peace. Wherever the solitary smoke rises, there are other people's homes. The mist and rain are filled with the sound of chickens and dogs. Wherever there is life, there is no rest. But there is no one to wear the yellow calf, and the cuckoo has no need to work, but it is also advised to farm. The old man in his seventies has a sickle on his waist. He is ashamed of the sweet bamboo shoots and ferns in the spring mountains. Is it because you hear the rhyme and forget the taste? In the past three months, there has been no salt in food. The stick and quinoa wrapped in rice are gone in a hurry, and the money is gone in a blink of an eye. Winning children's voice is good, a year and a half strong in the city. I am ashamed of myself for stealing money and forgetting to return it, and you will be sad at the end of a good harvest. There is no need to wait for the flying kite to fall, and I will never travel less in my life.

40. "Four Poems Sent by Sun Xin in Ink"

There are no old pine trees in Culai, and there is no good workmanship in changing water. Rare materials are used to obtain Lelang, but Pan Weng is the only master. (Pan Gu made ink, using Korean coal.) The fish cells are cooked with thousands of pestles, and the rhinoceros horns are plated with double dragons. Mo Cheng didn't dare to use it and entered Penglai Palace. Penglai has spring and daylight forever, and the jade palace has a bright room. The golden paper is flying white, and the auspicious mist lingers in the rainbow. Long Lian is always drunk, and his smile spreads all over his face. The river stone carves [horse's] liver, and the vines open the jade plate. The clouds and mist are coming out, and dragons and snakes are dancing. What's so good about this is that it's full of beauty. The old friend returned to Tianlu, and the ancient lacquer slips were peeped on beetle slips. He gave it to Shang Fang, a veteran who is good at planning. I was lucky enough to see him, and I sighed in despair. I am as poor as a hungry rat, gnawing in the night sky. Grinding coal in the tile pond, reading persimmon leaves in the reed pipe. The nearest one is Mr. Tang, and the far one is Wu Yujue. (Tang Linfu sent Zhang Maimo half a pill.) The gentleman followed, and the jade was in a broken box. I sit by the clear window washing my inkstone, and the snakes and earthworms are slightly knotted. Then there is a good person who knocks on the door and asks for a drunken ticket. I am poor and write poems, and I have been admonished by my friends for a long time. For five years in the world, I kept my mouth shut and washed away my remaining debts. Now I come back for a little while, and I feel itchy like scabies. The gentleman did not ridicule him, but sent poems and instruments again. The dim light gives rise to strange thoughts and points out strange things. The poem becomes a self-laughing, so the disease encounters shrimps and crabs.

41. "Stop Xuzhou, go to Nanjing, write and send five poems immediately"

The old man came here, and the branches grew red. Before washing the lamp and worshiping [Horse], I wish you a long life. The year before last, there was no envoy, and the fish and turtles turned into children. He raised his whip to thank his elders and sat down to make you poor. The poor are destined to be evil, and wherever they go they will attract disaster. It is not my fault that water comes, and it is not my fault that it goes away.

42. "Stop Xuzhou, go to Nanjing, write and send five poems immediately"

Gu Bian came from the west and welcomed me to Nanjing. It flows into Huaisi from the east and sends me southeastward. After seeing each other for a while, we still have lingering feelings for each other. The spring rain surged and reached Pengcheng overnight. Pass me under the yellow building, and the Zhulan will fly*. Poor Hong Shangshi, who listens to the sound of the moon?

43. "Stop Xuzhou, go to Nanjing, write and send five poems immediately"

I passed through Nanjing the year before last, and the wheat and cherries were ripe. Now I come to the old tourist place, where the cherry blossoms and wheat are half yellow and green. The years are like the past, and people and things are changing. People in green shirts are always engaged in work, and they are stable and healthy. Lian Pian read and guard three times, greeting and seeing off like a rotating hub. I have already decided when to return to farming. I have already decided on the farm.

44. "Stop Xuzhou, go to Nanjing, write and send five poems immediately"

Bu Tianxiang Hexu, Shifoshan South Road. There is Erjiachuan below, and thousands of ridges are planted with japonica. The mountain spring houses the dragon mirage, and the plain land walks like a cream. At the same time, there is one gold per mu, and I want to be a runaway household. When the general dies, he will take off his hairpin and silk ribbon, and sell his sword to buy some tools. Isn't it true that the old mountains are pregnant with flowers, and the abandoned houses are filled with wormwood? I was afraid of the people of Tongxiang, so I built a memorial hall for Zhongqing's tomb.

45. "Five Wonders of the Mountain Village"

I am ashamed of myself when I steal my wealth and forget to return it, and you will be worried about the end of the harvest. There is no need to wait for the flying kite to fall, and I will never travel less in my life.

46. "Four Poems Sent by Sun Xin in Ink"

The liver of [horse] was carved from the river stone, and the jade version was carved from the vine. The clouds and mist are coming out, and dragons and snakes are dancing. What's so good about this is that it's full of beauty. The old friend returned to Tianlu, and the ancient lacquer slips were peeped on beetle slips. Wei Mi is given to Shang Fang, a veteran who is good at planning. I was lucky enough to see him, and I sighed in despair.

47. "The day before the Xinglong Festival banquet, it was snowing slightly, and I visited Wang Dingguo with my son."

The sky wind was blowing on the jade sand, and I ordered you to return home and take a rest in the morning. I know from a distance that the snow in the clear hall is just like the flowers in the sagebrush forest. When you go out, you laugh at yourself and achieve nothing, and when you drink wine, you only stay at your house. The horse is tired from the battle while treading the ice, knocking on the door, peeling off and pecking at the jackdaws. The five characters "Xianjun" are incorporated into the poem's rhythm, hoping to compete with the six characters. The wind in my head has healed, but my back is itchy with fairy claws crawling on it. Silver bottle with purgative oil and floating ant wine, purple bowl with millet and dragon tea. The scarf is used to dance like an owl, and the drums are stacked to join the fishing yanglao. The lights on Jiuqu are mixed with dreams, and after ten years of gathering and dispersing, we have nothing to say. In the Ming Dynasty, outside the door of the Handshake Palace, we watched the morning glow of Yinque.

48. "Four Poems on Sending Master Ouyang to Official Weicheng"

The sun is high, and the white hair and pale face are smiling at me. I have read about Thirty Thousand Toothpicks, but I came to Xiaoyi to test my skills. Provenance: Years of regrets have been mixed, and a bottle of water near the water is used to keep track of the points. The rivers and lakes are so close to each other that I am an old general, but your Yingzi flows to the east but to the west. When the spring water comes, the white fish will be as happy as the Yangtze River. The envoy has resumed the Bingtang wine, and even advised him to paint the Fangzhai again. There is a white towel hanging down along the road, just like the green hair of the old days. There are still trees in the motherland, and the old people are seen again.

49. The poem goes: "The shop is quiet in a sparsely populated house"

How can I envy a beggar? I can forget the difficulties even if I have to bear the rice. Don't shy away from entering the sword pass without a chariot or horse.

50. "Four Poems on Sending Master Ouyang to Official Weicheng"

Bai [Horse] When the spring water comes, the white fish is still as happy as the Yangtze River. Your Majesty has resumed the Bingtang wine, and hopes to paint the Fangzhai again.

51. "Moving to Lingao Pavilion"

I was born in the world, and an ant sent a millstone. I just want to go right, but I don't want to save the wind wheel. Even if you follow benevolence and righteousness, you will still be against the cold and hungry. The sword and rice are dangerous for cooking, and the needle and felt cannot sit firmly. Isn't there a beautiful landscape to watch the wind and rain pass by? Return to the field without waiting for old age, and bravely fight against others. Fortunately, I have abandoned the rest, and the tired [horse] unsaddled and carried the load. The whole family occupied Jiangyi, and the desperate situation was broken. Hunger and poverty are multiplied and eliminated, and there is no one to express condolences to. There is no sorrow or joy in the mood, and there are no bitter words. At dawn, I arrived at the mouth of Bahe River to welcome my son. From last year's Yushi Mansion, my actions touched the four walls. There is no place to look up at the quiet hundred-foot well. Hearing the song through the wall, I regret my failure. I can't bear to write poems, and my pen and paper are stained with bitter tears. What a blessing it is that the rest of my life will be filled with happiness today. The mirror surface of the river is clean, and the mist and rain are light AA25AA25. The lonely boat is like a hawk, breaking through thousands of hectares of green. I heard that you are in Cihu, and I want to see you just a few feet away. When the weather is good, the flag tail is thrown northwest. When I see you in my business, my smiling face is clear and radiant. This country is doubtless old, with bamboos and springs and stones. If you want to buy Ke's forest, I will treat you with care.

52. "Baishui Mountain Buddha Trace Rock (the eastern foot of Luofu, in the northeastern part of Huizhou)"

Who is guarding Penglai? He lost his left leg in the middle of the night. If the peng squats on the floating mountain, it suddenly spreads its feathers hanging down from the sky. The roots and plants are interconnected, and the cliffs and cliffs compete for access. The magic work comes from the furnace, and the molten liquid is used to mend it. Thousands of dendrobium milk flows out from the gaps. When the sky is ready, the emperor's cup is divided, and the mountains and hills are still open and closed. , the valley is still dancing. The sea breeze has not yet condensed, and the ancient Buddha came to show his strength. At that time, Wang Mingzhi could not see the green lotus. Drum. The thunder and jade are splashing, and there are hungry dragons hiding in the pond. After I get drunk, I wash my feet and talk about it. The wind blows and the strong crossbows pass by. I wish I could grow old in this mountain, so be careful not to get tired of it. The stream will turn into spring wine, and I will be connected with the green bamboo pole, and the water will be poured into the Huangjing Garden.

53. "Go to Hengqu at the foot of Taibai Mountain. On the wall of Zhenshu Chongshou Courtyard, I continue to dream. I don’t know whether the morning sun is blooming or not. The moonlight is dim and the lonely lamp is running around. I feel sorry for the old monk when I visit again. I also remember my past. .

54. "Da Qin Temple"

The plains are swaying, and the slopes are green. Suddenly, there are lonely towers, and the mountains are bright. Qing. There are five poems about Xianyoutan. (There are three temples on the pool. The second is in the north of the pool. It goes up the black water to the south temple. Cross the black water to the west and go north to the north temple.The east road is dangerous and one cannot ride [horse], while the west road is separated by a pond. The water in the pond is unfathomable and a wooden bridge is used as a bridge, so one dare not cross. Therefore, there is a pagoda in the South Temple, which looks lovely but cannot be reached. )

55. "Send Tea with Jiang Kui"

In my life, I always have everything I want, and everything is easy to do by land or water. Crossing the river in a flat boat to Wuyue, the food for three years was poor and delicious. The golden and jade dumplings are cooked in the snow, and the sea chelicea are just coming out of the spring. When the wind blows, a cup of flower milk floats and is light and round. After entering Dongbu by boat from Yishe, we reached Sangma River from Fertile Fields. Shearling sheep are as big as [horses], who remembers the banquet with fishy antlers? In the kitchen, steamed millet is buried in a rice vat, and a large ladle is used to pick up sour food and make saliva. (Shandong people like to eat millet rice and drink sour sauce.) Zheluo copper is crushed and discarded, and sesame and white soil must be grinded in a pot. Old friends still look at me with old eyes and say that I am still as good as before. Shaxi Beiyuan is separated by force, and the water is on the line to see who can come first. Two poems from the Qing Dynasty are sent thousands of miles away, and hundreds of purple and gold cakes cost tens of thousands of coins. Yin oh, cook and eat two wonderful things, I'm just afraid of being entangled by begging. The old wife is childish and doesn't know how to love, so half of it has been fried with ginger and salt. There is nothing wrong with everything in life, and the North and the South like to know who is wise. There is no choice between life and death, misfortune and fortune, let alone joy and sorrow. Knowing that you are traveling in poverty, you can't help yourself, so you send poems to express your gratitude and chat with each other.

56. "Out of the Gorge"

When you enter the gorge, you like the rocky rocks, but when you leave the gorge, you love the open space. My mind is calm and not tired, and I feel at ease when I encounter situations. The distance from east to west is thousands of miles, and the scenic spots are visited many times. I never get tired of searching far and wide, and I always reach the highest point. The previous poem is still omitted, and I might forget it if I don't record it for a long time. Reminiscing about returning to the witch temple, there was a cold spring in the middle of the road. Jigui is so cute, full of green light. Suddenly, I was surprised at the end of Wu Gorge, and there was a hole in the belly of the rock. Looking up at the sky, the stone chamber opens to the south. Xuanni ancient temple, with thick trees as curtains. The iron pillars stretch across the sky, overlooking the sky. Whoever builds the structure of the ancients will have unforeseen consequences. The stone sinuses are crying from the sky, and the ancient burials in the tile coffins are sad. The new beach blocks the wind and snow, and the villagers go to carry their sticks. We also went to Longma River and made wine in Maowugu Village. The jade's false regret is not true, but it is actually a lie by the boatman. I heard that the Dao Stone was the most strange, and I saw strange shapes while sleeping. The gorges and mountains are rich and majestic, and you will be saddened once you know them. The bitter hatred is unknown, experienced but imagined. Today we are out of danger, and the Chu River is clear and flat. There are many fish to satisfy the customers, and the wind is favorable. My remembrances occasionally become chapters, and I chat and help boat people sing.

57. "Send the Elderly in a Boat in Qingyuan"

When Xiao Han first crossed Meihua Ridge, he encountered thousands of valleys and rocks behind his back. Qingyuan is a home-based business, and one dream clearly shows that I fell into a rural well. When I wake up, my eyes are filled with lakes and mountains, and the duck-green waves shake the shadow of the phoenix. There is no ladder for the lay people in Hailing, and they settle down in the Yingshui River at the end of the year. A green jade pendant hangs from the mountainside, and the wild [horse] is not restrained by gold. The car cover in front of the door is gone, and the hair on the hair is flowing against the clear hair while smiling. We meet in Tingzhou. The spring breeze blows, and the white apples blow away the flowers and disperse the smoke. Thousands of miles of fluttering hair has not returned, and my eyes are broken with tears streaming down my face. The wild geese from the north came from the south to leave a letter, and their bitter words flooded our house. During the ten days of Qingzhai, the tripod is no longer there, and turtles and fish often nest in Qutu. This year, jade grains are as cheap as water, and the money you want to buy for bronze is already empty. A hundred years of life is like mail, how many beauties can there be at seventy? If you have a son, you won't talk about the virtuous and the foolish. Ni Sheng is in vain, but he brings the scriptures and the hoe. Tiannan looks at Dongpo Sou, but he has given up studying all his life.

58. "It snowed slightly on September 20th, and two poems were written by my brother to conceive a child."

On the river, there were poems in the same boat, and Zheng Xi's [horse] shed tears. If you are ashamed to write a sword before serving your country, how can you not fear your friends when you return home? The official residence spends the autumn with surprise, and the temple tower sees snow. Who can climb up there? I know from afar that under the window of Yidong, the carriage and horse knocking on the door will definitely not answer.

59. "Send the Elderly in a Boat in Qingyuan"

Xiaohan visited Meihua Ridge for the first time, facing thousands of valleys and rocks. Qingyuan is a home-based business, and one dream clearly shows that I fell into a rural well. When I wake up, my eyes are filled with lakes and mountains, and the duck-green waves shake the shadow of the phoenix. There is no ladder for the lay people in Hailing. At the end of the year, they end up in Lutiao River. A green jade pendant hangs from the mountainside, and the wild [horse] is not restrained by gold. The car cover in front of the door is gone, and the hair on the hair is flowing against the clear hair while smiling. The spring breeze blows when we meet in Tingzhou, and the white apple blossoms cover the sweet potato water. Thousands of miles of fluttering hair has not returned, my eyes are broken and tears are streaming down my face. The wild geese from the north came from the south to leave a message, and their bitter words flooded my house. During the ten days of Qingzhai, the tripod is no longer there, and turtles and fish often nest in Qutu. This year, jade grains are as cheap as water, and the money you want to buy for bronze is already empty. A hundred years of life is like sending a message to an ear, how many beauties can there be at seventy? If you have a son, don't talk about the wise and foolish. Ni Sheng wants to take the scriptures and hoe in vain. Tiannan looks at Dongpo Sou, but he has given up studying all his life.

60. "On Pengcheng Day, I had a nine-day meeting with Dingguo in Huanglou. "Now I am back to this"

Juzhan Yunang has been passed down since ancient times, and Changfang Ning is now the immortal. It should be counted from the day of Wu Hengfen in the Han Dynasty to the year of Liu Gongxi [horse]. The people of Yushan are now old, but they still see the nature of the Ganges River. Wang Lang wrote a thousand poems in nine days, and now he writes the second poem in Huanglou.

61. "The Fisherman/The Fisherman's Song"

The fisherman smiled and the gull lifted up. A river in the desert is full of wind and rain.The man riding [horse] by the river is an official, and he lends me a lonely boat to cross south.

62. "Send Fan Jingren on a Tour in Luozhong"

The villain is really secretive. It is not a public disaster to retreat in leisure. Dao Dao, why am I sick? Those who listen to the profound words feel cold. Although the worry fades away early, there is still elixir of recovery in this world. When you get wine and meet happily, you will find peace without any intention. Last year I traveled thousands of miles and traveled thousands of miles on the road to Shu. Retire into old age and your body will be in good health, and your desire to climb mountains will not end. The journey to the west is full of cherry blossoms and bamboo shoots, and the journey to the east is full of phoenixes. I carried my son with my walking stick and shoes, and visited the garden pavilion as a guest. There are colorful bamboo temples and stone tower beach in the water. The vogue [horse] is weak and pity white, and laughs timidly when thundering. The moss book marked the cave, (Uncle Ouyang Yong tried to visit Songshan Mountain. At dusk, he saw a moss writing on the cliff, which said it was a cave with a clear cloud. I searched again tomorrow, but it was missing.) The pine-covered Temple of Heaven. Try to talk to Mr. Liu and find Commander Jing again. (Liu Jiyun: I once saw a man in a secluded place in Songshan Mountain, with eyes like a cat, so I thought he was Chief Jing.)

63. "Looking for Spring in Anguo Temple"

I lay down and heard the spring breeze with hundreds of tongues, and got up to look for my fellow villagers in Hualiu Village. The ancient temple in the south of the city is decorated with bamboos, and the curved sills of the small rooms are crimson. Looking at the flowers, I sigh at the old age and recall my youth; I miss my family while drinking wine and feel sad for the old man. The sick eyes are not ashamed of the mica mess, and the hair on the temples is strong in the tea smoke. I know from afar that outside the city of February King, the Jade Immortal is filled with blessings and flowers like a sea. The thin mist covers the new makeup, and the fast horses compete with the wind and make noise. Mr. Tamagawa is so pitiful. He spent his whole life drinking and ending up with no money. I have been ill for ninety days, and I am alone holding my baby in my arms and looking at the flowers and hair.

64. "A poem about visiting Luofu Mountain tells the story of a son's fault"

There is this white jade capital in the world, and when Luofu sees the sun, a rooster crows. The south tower may not be visible to the sun, but Yu Yi wants to face Zhu Ming. (Liu Mengde has a poem about seeing the sun in the middle of the night in Luofu. The mountain is not very high, but the sun can be seen at night. This is different. There are two stone towers on the mountain. Today Yanxiang Temple is under the south tower, and Zhuming Cave is behind Chongxu Temple. , the cloud is the seventh cave in Penglai.) Dongpo's master Baopulao has already made a true bond with his previous life. The golden [horse] in Yutang has been wandering for a long time, and the house with an inch of land is now returned to farming. Daohua also tasted a jujube. (Hou Daohua, a Taoist priest from Yongle in the Tang Dynasty, stole some of the seeds from Master Deng Tianshi before he left. There were seedless jujubes in Yongle, but no one could get them. Daohua got them alone. I was in Qixia, and I also tasted one.) Xu Zheng wants to take revenge on San Peng. (Monk Qixu of the Tang Dynasty met someone who was guiding the Zhikawa Immortal Mansion. The real person asked: Are you the enemy of the Three Pengs? Qixu could not answer.) The stone pillars of the iron bridge are connected in the sky. (There are iron bridges and stone pillars in the mountains, and few people come there. ) The stick quinoa wants to take advantage of the flying scorpion. At night in Yunxi, there is a mute tiger lying in wait. (There is a mute tiger patrolling the mountain.) A ferocious bronze dragon is painted on the fighting altar. (After Chongxu Temple, Zhu Zhenren went to the fighting altar, and he got six bronze dragons and one bronze fish on the altar.) Children and teenagers have strange ambitions, and they sit in Huangting at midnight. Recently, some people have performed Lingyun Fu, and the writing style is like the Li Sao Sutra. Carrying the book with me and returning home, the immortals are writing new inscriptions on the palace. You should be your slave Cai Shaoxia, and I am also Ji Mengshan Xuanqing. (Dream Book of the Tang Dynasty

65. "Twenty-Two Rhymes of the Ghost Chapter"

In the Qing and Tang Dynasties, there were bandits, and they were poor demons with white heads. They stole Lintao County and sneaked into Daozhu Bridge. The temple conspirator Zhou Zhaohu, the border commander Han Banchao. Strong fortress Thousands of soldiers were defeated, and the traitor was captured and killed in the cave. The strange man's image was carried in the joyful road. . After hearing about it for a few days, I saw the two saints coming to the present court. Thousands of officials were carrying the chariot and the wind was lost. Fu, translated as "Long Tongue". The grace of slowing down death is great, and the tail of seeking life is shaken again and again. The kindheartedness meets Tang Yao. He really catches the tiger with his bare hands, and the soup is not given to the owl. He is even trapped in the East Market. There is no need to kill the beasts. The remaining young ones may be recruited. The power of the West is strong, and the martial arts festival is in Tongliao. Don't ask for it anymore.

66. "Xiebaitapu"

The forest is full of forest gaps, and the leaves are beginning to break in the late days of Wu Dynasty. , The flowers fluttering on the rock slowly and fragrantly. Looking as far as the eye can see, I am exhausted. The birds are far away, and deep in the white clouds is my hometown.

67. "Two Rhymes Before Release from Prison"

? One work: December 28th. The two poems with the previous rhymes are repeated by the deputy director of the Water Department of the School of Inspection. The hundred-day return period coincides with the spring, and the joy of remaining life is the most important thing. The wine glass is just a dream, and I am already like a master in writing poetry. Why should I be blamed for this disaster? I have been tired of writing all my life. I will not be tired of my reputation when I leave. [Ma] There are no young cockfights in the city. Pengze, who has retired from office, is poor and has no wine, but Vimo is sick and has a wife.It's easy to laugh at Suiyang's old man's eccentricity, and appeal to Jiangxi for me. When Ziyou heard that I was in prison, he begged for a title to atone for his sins and was demoted to the prison of Junzhou.

68. "The second rhyme was written by Sun Juyuan, who sent the works of Li and Sheng to Lianshui, and also sent them with the message"

Before arriving in Jiaoxi, I can say that there will be no spring for mulberries and hemp. I don’t envy the people riding horses in Beijing, but I envy the boatmen in Huaiyue.

69. "Tomorrow will be the ninth day of the lunar month, and I will tell you about the ancient meeting because I will not go there when I am sick, and then use the previous rhyme."

html In October, when autumn comes, the pillow will be cool when I am sick, and the frost will fly in the night, so the quilt is fragrant. Poor hat-blowing arrogant Commander [Ma], who was so angry that he personally beat up old Meng Guang. If you don't sit down gracefully, you will become dirty and lean against the door. The world will discuss the present and the past, and we will sigh deeply when we look closely at the dogwood tree.

70. "Send Fan Jingren on a Tour in Luozhong"

The villain is really secretive. It is not a public disaster to retreat in leisure. Dao Dao, why am I sick? Those who listen to the profound words feel cold. Although sorrow fades away early, there is still elixir of recovery in this life. When you get wine and meet happily, you will find peace without any intention. Last year I traveled thousands of miles and traveled thousands of miles on the road to Shu. Retire into old age and your body will be in good health, and your desire to climb mountains will not end. The journey to the west is full of cherry blossoms and bamboo shoots, and the journey to the east is full of phoenixes. I went with my son to visit the garden pavilion. There are colorful bamboo temples and stone tower beach in the water. The vogue [horse] is weak and pity white, and laughs timidly when thundering. Moss books mark the cave, and pine covers the temple of heaven. Try to talk to Mr. Liu and find Commander Jing again.

71. "Stone Drum"

In the twelfth month of winter, I am in a sad and ugly year. I first joined the government and met Mr. Lu. I heard about the stone drum and now I see it, the writing is so gloomy that the snake is running away. When I first looked closely, I traced the belly with my fingers, and when I wanted to read, I felt like I was holding a pair of pincers in my mouth. It’s too late for Han Gong to rejoice in his past life, and my current situation is a hundred years later. If you force yourself to look for radicals and draw some pictures, you will get one, two or eighty-nine. My chariot attacks [the horse] as well, and the fish are as strong as the willows that pass through them. (His words go like this: My chariot is attacking, and my [horse] is the same. It also goes: How do its fishes measure up, and how do they measure up to carps? How do they connect with them, and they measure poplars and willows. Only these six sentences are readable, and the rest are incomprehensible. .) The ancient utensils are like a tripod, and the stars are scattered all over the place. Half of it is blurred like a callus, and the heel and elbow can still be distinguished from the heel. The moon is missing and the moon is hidden in the clouds and mist, and the beautiful harvest is beautiful and the weeds are shining. Drifting through hundreds of battles, there is no chance of survival. Who can be friends for thousands of years of independence? Chasing Xuanjie and Weinuo at the top, bowing to Bingsi and flying AA11 at the bottom. Recalling the Song of the Zhou Dynasty in the past

72. "On this day, I got off my horse and rested in the monk's house on the north mountain. There is a pavilion called Huaixian Nanzhixie"

Looking south at the entrance of the Xiegu Valley, the three mountains are like canine teeth. Looking west at Wuzhangyuan, it is as gloomy as a long snake. With Zhuge Gong in mind, thousands of horses came out of Hanba. The officials and officials were as quiet as water, and Xiaoxiao heard the [horse] call. Gongcai and Cao Pi are more than ten times better. Looking at the three assistant rooms, the momentum is like wind blowing sand. Once the long star fell, it made the Shu woman's hair fall. Little did the mountain monk know that there was an old haze in the room. The past is dispersed by the clouds, so the mountains lean toward the Wei River. Guests come to hang out in vain, and shed tears of sorrow.

73. "Go to Fuyang New Town Li Jietui and stay for three days to stay at the Feng Shui cave to see it"

The spring birds are chirping in the spring mountains, and I cannot sing without my singing here. The road is long and winding near Jiangpu, and there must be your words here. I didn't see you by the goldfish pond, so I chased you straight past Dingshan Village. Passersby all say that you are not far away, and the young man riding the horse is clear and polite. Fengyan Water Cave was famous in the past, and it was only accessible at night by a mountain stream. The plum calyx floats on the bridge at dawn, and I know that you are a horse and the flowers are falling on the rock. It was still too late after three days of leaving the city, and my wife and children scolded me when I would return. The children in this world are so proud of their speed that they treat each other like kings.

74. "Send Li Gongshu to Que"

Your talent is like cutting a jade knife, and when you see it, it is cold and hairy. I am willing to follow the strong men to cut down the mirages, but I don’t want to have a brocade ribbon wrapped around my waist. Using it violates his talent and ambition, and he sits as tired as the subordinate officials. Suddenly, there is a yellowish air on my eyebrows, and I am beginning to want to be more handsome. When talking, both sides are moved, and one sentence can break the barrier of a thousand words. I am in Dongwu in a short time, and I am free from all things and just have fun. Even though the barrier has been destroyed to connect the inside and outside, the cavalry is still called [horse] cao. You are an envoy and don't ask anything about it. Instead, you hold double pincers to drink. Drinking heavily, he sat down and talked to amaze the crowd, mixed with mockery and poetry. There are many taboos for children in the world, but only I can tolerate the true virtuous man. Buy me a field near the Wenshui River, and when I die, I will go back to punish the wormwood. An Neng will live forever under the dust, and he will follow others like a tangerine.

75. "Farewell to Zheng Hucao"

I traveled around Qiantang Lake and up the mountains, and when I came back, my writing was full of freshness. The poor boy and the thin [horse] let me drink. Who is like Zixian in the back alley? There is often no food when there is land for public property, but there is no blanket for hospitality in Guangwen. If I don’t take advantage of the flower season when I return east, who will be with the beauty when the spring breeze blooms?

76. "Farewell to Zheng Hucao"

Water surrounds Pengcheng Tower, and mountains surround the horse stage. A place where heroes have existed since ancient times, but a thousand years have left many sorrows. Long Zhun flew into the sky, and his heavy pupils turned to gray. Lu Bu is under the Bai family, and the big star falls in Huaihe. I still miss Liu Deyu and linger here while drinking. You are suffering and lonely, and the abandoned garden is full of green moss. The sound of the river flows at a hundred steps, and it goes back nine miles. The mountains and rivers stimulate each other, and the sound of the night turns to wind and thunder. Dangdang Qinghe River, I opened the Huanglou.The autumn moon falls in the corner of the city, and the spring breeze shakes the wine glass. Chi Jun is a guest, and new poems are published. Lou Chengjun has gone, but everyone is very good. When he was young, he was tired of traveling and returned with a white head. Climb the tower and scream loudly to make you feel safe.

77. "Ci Yun Zi You Shu Shu Li Bo Shi's Collection of Han Ganma"

The cloud curtain hangs over the ancient house in Tantan, and the provincial Chinese books are like tangled silk. Suddenly I saw Bo Shi painting a horse in the sky, and the wind was blowing and the sand was growing and falling. The horse in the sky comes from the west and travels to the extreme west, its momentum is competing with the setting sun. Dragon Ying and Leopard's buttocks are eight feet tall, and their speed is unfettered by the human world. The tiger spine of Yuanshou is a good friend, but the jade flowers of Kaiyuan are not surprising. In Bo's time, there was a real official in hiding, who drank and pecked but did not envy the female in the mountain beam. Paintings and writings are used to chat, but who knows what the meaning is thousands of miles away. The dry painting only depicts the flesh but not the bones, which makes the painting unrealistic and leaves only the skin. Fanjun cleverly talks about what is in his heart, and his witty words are intended to send you to the underworld. Don't you see, Han Sheng said that he has nothing to learn, and all the horses in the stable are my masters.

78. "The second rhyme of Fan Chunfu contains the stars, the moon, the stone, the wind and the forest screen"

month is second to the three stars in the house calendar, and the bullfighting is not the only spirit. The mulberry trees and elm trees are shaken to the west, and the shadows fall on the Su Ziyan and the screen. Tiangong and I are both tired of things, but neither of them lives like this when they have nothing to do. I hold the basket and curtains with you, and go to the greenhouse to watch Yao's death. Self-pity Taishi's cow [horse] goes away, tricks and other divination and blessings are all recommended. If you want to keep your clothes and display your martial arts, you will hit the clouds and water and return to Nanming. Tao Hong did not say Guan Cheng Mu, but the intoxicating stone could help Pingquan wake up, so he took these two things with the Master, hoping to keep the wonderful essence in heaven. But let the nourishing liquid dry up, and don't let the light and scenery create darkness. Why don't you treat me in name only? You can be like thunder if you are independent. I sleep drunkenly under the windy forest, and the night is as green as the fishing fire. When caressing things and cherishing people, one should sigh alone. Who should listen when writing poems to send children.

79. "Xuelang Stone"

Taihang came to Wan [Ma] Tun from the west, and he had the potential to compete with Daiyue for supremacy. The flying fox flies up to the ridge of the world, half-covering the setting sun before dusk. It was cut into 200 counties in Shandong and replaced by three villages in the north. Thousands of peaks roll up the tooth tent on the right, and the earth gate is cut off by the collapse of the cliff. He came to the city and made flying rocks, and a cannon shot down the proud soul. For a hundred years of peace and quiet, this thing is lying stiffly on the withered elm root. Painters strive to imitate the snow and waves, but there are no traces of thunder axes in the heavenly craftsmanship. Lidui is surrounded by rivers on all sides, and there are no Shu scholars who can comment on it. The old man played with the rain, sat down with his wine and watched the beads jumping in the basin. This body is illusory, it is not a dream, the mountains and rivers of my hometown are in my heart.

80. "Getting a Haircut"

Sleeping in the sea and transporting oneself, the vast Chaohuang Palace. The sun is still shining, and the pines are covered with frost. The old tree has been leaning against me for a long time, and its teeth are sparse and filled with the breeze. Once you cleanse your ears and eyes, you will be able to understand everything. The young man suffers from lethargy, and often goes to court in a hurry. Climbing and scratching are not enough, and I am already trapped in the crown and heavy towel. What's the difference between serving a horse and being filled with dust and wind??. The sound of the saddle and the moon sound is actually the same as the weapon. Liberation cannot be expected, and withered willows cannot be found easily. Who can write this music and offer it to the golden man?

81. "Two Poems about Viewing the Lake"

Riding on a chariot to attract the gods and immortals from afar, the gentle breeze blows thousands of miles to the sea. Looking back, I don’t know how small the sand world is, but I still feel the color and dust are high in my floating clothes. Xumi has a top and hangs down to the sun; Tushita has no roots and wears an Ao underneath. Shi Fan was in a state of confusion, and Feiyun was unconsciously intoxicated. The morning sun shines on the water, and the water blooms with red light, and the jade waves and silver waves linger. The mountains separate Cebu into the distance, and the clouds are high and the wind is blowing. The shadows of the rising clouds fade away from the remaining fire, and the transitive arrogance is bright and delicate. The pity is so great that I don’t know what I am doing, and I live in the wild [horse] leisurely.

82. "Answer to Uncle Li Duan"

If a person is like a [horse] or like a class, he walks on the pot head and walks out of the jade pass with a smile. Having entered the western Qiang to cross the sand moraine, we came to the East China Sea to see Mount Tao. I know you as a small stranger from thousands of people, and comfort me for ten years. Xi Province Lianjun, we are neighbors. We meet each other by chance, and it is a leisurely time to meet each other interestingly.

83. "The second rhyme is Fan Chunfu Han Xing Yan Yue Shi Feng Lin Ping Poem"

month is second to three stars in the house calendar, bullfighting is not the only spirit. The mulberry trees and elm trees are shaken to the west, and the shadows fall on the Su Ziyan and the screen. Tiangong and I are both tired of things, but neither of them lives like this when they have nothing to do. I hold the basket and curtains with you, and go to the greenhouse to watch Yao's death. Self-pity Taishi's cow [horse] goes away, tricks and other divination and blessings are all recommended. If you want to keep your clothes and display your martial arts, you will hit the clouds and water and return to Nanming. Tao Hong is not called Guan Cheng Mu, but drunk stone can help Pingquan wake up. Therefore, I hold these two things with you, Master, in order to keep the wonderful essence in heaven. But let the nourishing liquid dry up, and don't let the light and scenery create darkness. Why don't you treat me with a name in the letter? You can be like thunder if you are independent. I sleep drunkenly under the windy forest, and the night is as green as the fishing fire. When caressing things and cherishing people, one should sigh alone. Who should listen when writing poems to send children.

84. Two poems》

I have been with you in the West Lake for three years, and the [horse] enters the dust and the crane enters the cage. I came from the East China Sea to see the sun alone, but Shiqiao went to Changhong first. After knowing farewell from afar, Tian Huafa went to the bottle to say that he was sick. The king of Shushan whom I hate has never seen him, and he joined hands with me to get drunk.

85. "Two Poems on Viewing the Lake"

The rising sun shines on the water and the red light blooms, and the jade waves and silver waves linger.The mountains separate Cebu into the distance, and the clouds are high and the wind is blowing. The rising clouds are colorful and the remaining fire is burning, and the transitive momentum is bright and delicate. The pity is so great that I don’t know what I am doing, and I live in the wild [horse] leisurely.

86. "The father-in-law of the king of Xuanyi in Qingyuan, won the official position through repeated promotions, and became the master of Hongya, Ya"

The blue shirt is half frosted and the leaves are withered. He treats the people like children and the officials like slaves. Officials and people should not look upon me as an official. I am a literate farmer. When his wife cries about her son and the governor is angry, sometimes a wild man comes to pull his beard. When I brush my clothes and take the exam, I don’t have taro, rice, beans. Returning to the roadside of Seocho Bridge, I still wear a life pot while traveling alone. In front of Ci Lao Rock, he called himself to cross the river, while people along the Qingyi River struggled to help him. This year's Silkworm Market gathered in several prefectures, and there were survivors carrying trousers. The Guizhou people in the city look like each other, with white beards and red belts. I want to return to the west to predict my neighbors. I hold my palms across the wall and sing. If you don't follow the example of the mountain king riding a horse, you will turn around and point your finger at Huang Gonglong.

87. "Farewell to Zheng Hu Cao"

Water surrounds Yuan City Tower, and mountains surround the horse stage. The land of heroes from ancient times has been filled with sorrow for thousands of years. Long Zhun flew into the sky, and his heavy pupils turned to gray. Lu Bu is under the Bai family, and the big star falls in Huaihe. I still miss Liu Deyu and linger here while drinking. You are suffering and lonely, and the abandoned garden is full of green moss. The river sounds from a hundred steps away, and the mountains reach back nine miles away. The mountains and rivers stimulate each other, and the sound of the night turns to wind and thunder. Dangdang Qinghe River, I opened the Huanglou. The autumn moon falls in the corner of the city, and the spring breeze shakes the wine glass. Chi Jun is a guest, and new poems are published. Lou Chengjun has gone, but everyone is very good. When he was young, he was tired of traveling and returned with a white head. Climb the tower and scream loudly to make you feel safe.

88. "Huaqing Yin"

Xinglan Soup in October. Yu Zong Qiong Liang. The carriages and horses of five families are like water, and the roadside is full of pearls. Cuihua went to cover the square bed. Only the smoke trees remain. So far, the clear moon has passed over the wall.

89. "Two poems by my younger brother to conceive a child in light snow on September 20th"

It snows slightly in Qiyang in September, which makes me feel depressed at the end of the year. In a short day, the anvil and pestle are in a hurry, and the cold official has nothing to do and the house is deep. After saying goodbye to sorrow, the wine can be eliminated, and the gray hair has already been put into a hairpin in autumn. I was about to buy a mink fur coat and go out of the fortress, but suddenly I thought of taking a messenger to ask about Xichen. The boat in the same boat on the river is full of poems, and Zheng Xi's [horse] is crying. If you are ashamed to write a sword before serving your country, how can you not fear your friends when you return home? The official residence spends the autumn with surprise, and the temple tower sees snow. Who can climb up there? I know from afar that under the window of Yidong, the carriage and horse knocking on the door will definitely not answer.

90. "He Zi met and sent from the bitter cold"

Life is not enough, and it takes three years to say goodbye. I have had a few in three years, but I have thrown them away without any reason to return them. I am always afraid that separation will destroy my hair and face. I like to write books in the past, and I won't be able to write a book if I don't come here. If you think carefully about your usual happiness, it is called the object of worry. Among all the scholars in the world, there is nothing better than being happy with Zi. The envious child has not been out for a long time, and he has developed lice while studying. My husband returns to where he came from and will never give up on the present. The Xiqiang resolve their feud, and the warriors are worried about the situation. Although the temple plot does not involve fighting, the captives will always deceive the heavens. Shanxi Liangjiazi, Jinyuan Minkqiuxian. Thousands of gold to buy a war [horse], a hundred treasures of makeup and a sword ring. When will I chase you away and try to deal with the captives?

91. "On the 27th, we traveled from Yangping to Xiegu and stayed at Panlong Temple in Nanshan Mountain"

Hengcha crossed the Bijiankou at night and rode a horse into the Nanshan Valley at night. (Sound bath.) The dark water in the valley is ringing, and the stars on the ridge are shining brightly. The temple is hidden at the bottom of the rock for tens of millions of people, and the road winds three hundred twists and turns on the mountainside. The wind makes hungry tigers howl in the empty forest, and the dark moon scurries through the bamboos. When you enter the entrance, you suddenly see a deep hall, with a broken candle illuminating the green light of the Buddha. I feel ashamed that I have no food and wine to entertain the tourists. I just chop the fir trees and boil the stream vines. Bange sleeps alone on the pillow, and the wooden fish moves with the monk's porridge at dawn. From the first sight, thousands of tiles are jagged and jagged, and thousands of rocks are scattered in red and green. In front of the gate, merchants carry peppers and clams, and behind the mountains are close to Bashu. When will I return to plowing the fields on the river? I will chase the swans flying south all night long.

92. "Sun Juyuan"

He traveled to Beijing for three years and was so haggard that it is difficult to comment. Sweating in the world of mortals, but turning over with [horse] hooves. Favors come and go, not retribution brings disaster. I am a lifelong friend, but I will never be able to keep up with you. When I come to the south, it is really clear and open, but I hate that I have nothing to say. Not to mention Guangling City, you can meet Liu and Sun. Different interests are incompatible, such as the king of monkeys. We have been together for a long time, and I am afraid that we will be overwhelmed by doubts. I am a kind of scattered person, and my son is connected to the great source of truth. He didn't dare to break off the relationship, and ran south and east again.

93. "Youjing Mountain"

The peaks come from Tianmu Mountain, and they are like horses running towards Pingchuan. In the middle of the journey, he broke through the foot of a thousand miles, and the golden whip and jade? ascended to the stage and circled. People say that where mountains live, water also lives, and there is an eternal abyss of dragons and dragons below. The Taoist knows the king's spirit with his heavenly eyes, and sits on the top of a barren mountain with a straw banquet. Sincerity cracks the rocks, and the goddess comes down to test her face like a lotus. The cold window is warm enough to come to Puwo, and the water is winding down in the night bowl. The old man Xuemei knocked on the door, willing to practice meditation for his disciples. You will waste three hundred years of prosperity, and you will lose money if you run around Wu. Flying towers and palaces press down on the valley, bells at morning and evening and drums startle the sleeping dragons. In the clear sky, we occasionally see floating mirages, and in the setting sun, we see a few kites in the forest.Living things coexist within the envelope, and they are cooked together by the fire. Recently, I have become more and more aware of the narrow roads in the world, and every time I reach a wide place, I am in trouble. Sorry, I am old and useless at everything, but I am at a loss as to how to learn from the past. Asking the dragon and begging for water to wash his eyes, he wants to read the fine characters and spend his remaining years. (Washing sick eyes with Longjing water is effective.)

94. "The Supervisor of Tangcun Good Luck in the Salt River Rain"

I am an official but do not do anything. If Hu doesn't come back, he will be ashamed of Yuanming if he stays. The salt issue is urgent, and who can support farming? When the dying day breaks out, everyone points to Luogoukeng. The rain from the sky helps the government, and the clothes are wet with rain. Humans are like ducks and pigs, throwing themselves into mud and splashing each other in shock. Dismounting from the horse on the deserted embankment, I looked around at Danhu Lake. The line is not sufficient, and there is competition with cattle and sheep. Although it is humiliating to return to the fields, how can you know how to walk in the mud? A message to my old mountain friends, be careful not to get tired of quinoa soup.

95. "Touring Jingshan Mountain with Zhou Governor Li Xiucai, the two kings first sent poems to express their rhymes"

The young man drank in a red dress and couldn't push away the wine. Come to the foot of the mountain and try to wash away the dust and mist. A thin [horse] cherishes the mud and refuses to cross the current. There is only Mr. Runan, who is with me all day and night. I am willing to leave my feet in the world of mortals and hang on to my white clouds for a while. Sorry, I am so different from the rest of the world. Once the fame is broken, what is the use of discarding it? With Tao Jingjie in mind, he went to ask his husband about the way. Long Yi loves his former residence, and it has been here for hundreds of years. It is a rainy and hail night, and the palace is dark, windy and foggy. But I abandoned my hometown and country, and forgot to cross the river to the north. Then I wanted to build a house in front of this mountain to live in peace for the rest of my life. I am also afraid that it will be too secluded and lonely, and frost will hit me at the end of the year. Li Sheng, who was traveling with me, walked with his flat feet. Kong Ming does not love himself, so he looks after him three times when he is old. When I return home, I sweep away whoever steps in front of the door.

96. "The heavy snowfall stayed in Weizhou on the first day of the year, and it cleared up early on the first day, and the snow resumed on the way."

The heavy snowfall stayed on the last night, and the first day of the new year cleared up. The east wind blows the lingering drunkenness, and the thin [horse] remains in dreams. The green onion is blooming at dawn, and the remaining flowers are spinning. Get off your horse and have a drink in the wild. Who can share the joy? In a moment, the evening clouds will close, and there will be no empty space. Goose feathers hang down from the [horse] horse, and it is strange to ride on a white phoenix. There was a drought in the East for three years, and all the households that had fled were living in a row. The old farmer sighed, tears welling up in his stomach. Although the spring snow is late and the clouds are late, spring wheat can still be planted. Dare to complain and do hard work, and help you sing the rice bowl.

97. "When I arrived in Jinan, Li Gongze greeted him with poems and rhymed two poems"

Xi Qiu Lei [Horse] By the ancient river, the wild sky is vast and the jade dust is low. I laughed at the meal and felt that it belonged to the country, and came to see the immortal in exchange for wine. When an official travels everywhere, he is like a gift, but when does he do the farming himself? The remaining time is to compose new poems and be in harmony with the king. Do not waste the morning due to wind and rain. Surrounded by music and singing at the waterside at night, the joy will always fade away when we look back. This year I send you to be the prefect, and you will be my master wherever I meet you. Gathering, separation, and careful thinking are all dreams, and I gradually feel that they are not related to each other. There is no need to ask when the candles are flying, it is early morning when the bats are flying.

98. "Reply to Fan Zuyu"

Liu Ji was born in Xiayi, Wuzhou, and Zhang and Li were only a few. (There are lines from Zhang Pushe and Li Linhuai in the poem.) The remains of the double pupils have also been dusted, only the Huanglou is near the Surabaya River. (The county has a hall, which is commonly known as the Overlord Hall. According to legend, it is not allowed to sit down, so the servants demolished it to build a yellow building.) Now the prefect is old and cold, and his chivalrous spirit has not washed away his Confucianism. You are better than the poor Lu Bu of Baimen, who wants to hide the saddle [horse] matter from Cao.

99. "Ci Yun's Reply to Wang Dingguo"

Every time I get a poem from you, it is like getting a book, but it is not as good to write a wonderful book when Xuanxin is written. There are hundreds of kinds of things in front of you, and you know how to drive them away with poetry. Rumor has it that it has been raining for ten days, and there is no fish in the streets. The people who came in the old rain are not coming now, so I drank alone and lay down in a clear state. (Name of the hall.) Although I am the ancient Yunle of the county, the beautiful mountains and rivers are not my house. I hope you will not abrogate the Nine Promise, but think of this decline and be cold and diligent.

100. "Writing a letter to Wang Jinqing, recalling the wandering pen of Beicheng during the Cold Food Festival the year before last."

The fireworks during the Cold Food Festival in Beicheng were faint, and the falling flowers and butterflies were flying in groups. The king and his grandson forgot to return home from amusement, and the horse Zijin was riding in front of the door. The smoke is falling under the tent while the sheng is being played. Who dares to look at the passers-by who raise their heads? You don't obey the crazy guests who knock on the door, but send the beautiful city to come out with green curtains. The scholar's old eyesight is thin and thin, but when he draws pictures, he feels that Zhou Fang is too fat. Don't forget that everything in spring has become more beautiful, and you can't see the red sun surrounding it in the west. When did I sing and pick weeds in Dongshan, and listen to the gold-threaded clothes?

101. "Two Poems to Send Zhang Shihou from Shu to the Palace Examination"

I forget to go home and I don't notice the spots on my temples. Good things happen to people from the country who come back. The broken ridge does not block the view to the west, and sends you straight across the King of Chu Mountain. Trying on spring clothes at the foot of Yunlong Mountain, seeing off Luo Hui in front of the Crane Pavilion. The apricot blossoms are red for ten miles, and the groom is flying away.

102. "After leaving Xuzhou and going to Nanjing, I immediately wrote and sent five poems"

The officials and the people should not ask for help, and the singers should not choke. My life is like sending someone to my ears, I would rather say goodbye to you alone. Parting is everywhere, sorrow and sorrow are bound to love. But I have no kindness at all. Who can do this? They all waited for child's play, whipped and cut off. There are two stone figures on the side of the road, and I see the prefect making hair from time to time. If you know how to laugh, you should caress the crown and tassel of your palm.Why do you come here? The flowers and branches grow red. Before washing the lamp and worshiping [Horse], I wish you a long life. The year before last, there was no envoy, and the fish and turtles turned into children. He raised his whip to thank his elders and sat down to make you poor. The poor are destined to be evil, and wherever they go they will attract disaster. It is not my fault that water comes, and it is not my fault that it goes away. In ancient times, Bian came to the west and welcomed me to Nanjing. It flows into Huaisi from the east and sends me southeastward. After seeing each other for a while, we still have lingering feelings for each other. The spring rain surged and reached Pengcheng overnight. Passing by my yellow building, the red railing shines on the flying deer. Poor Hong Shangshi, who listens to the sound of the moon? I went to Nanjing the year before last and the cherries in Mai Lao were ripe. Now I come to the old tourist place, where the cherry blossoms and wheat are half yellow and green. Years pass by like a night, and people and events change repeatedly. The old man in green shirt is doing things, but sitting still has fat on his cheeks. Lian Pian read and guard three times, greeting and seeing off like a rotating hub. I have already decided when to return to farming. I have already decided on the farm. Where is the direction of Butian? South Road of Shifoshan. There is Erjiachuan below, and thousands of fields are planted with rice. The mountain spring houses the dragon mirage, and the plain land walks like a cream. At the same time, there is one gold per mu, and I want to be a runaway household. When the general dies, he undresses his hairpin and sells his sword to buy cattle utensils. Isn't it true that the old mountains are pregnant with flowers, and the abandoned houses are filled with wormwood? I was afraid of the people of Tongxiang, so I built a memorial hall for Zhongqing's tomb.

103. "Gift to Yuan Zhi"

The body is like void, and everything is stored by me. Hu Weiqiang said goodbye. Buy a farmhouse with a hundred gold. Master Yuan is nowhere to be seen, but the god [horse] carries Ji Yu. There is nothing left to wander around, and I don’t want to have more than one meal. The official lake is my pond, and the school building is my residence. Why should I leave behind my children and grandchildren? The smoked wind darkens the willows, and the autumn water clears the hibiscus. You should observe that I know your son, and don’t blame your son for knowing the fish.

104. "Reharmony [Two Songs]"

If your eyes are dazzled, your hair will be frosted evenly, and if you are sick, your horse will only die from the dust. Feng Yin picked up the remaining articles and served as a servant, thinking about returning to his young master and admiring Zhu Chen. The declining years are spectacular and empty, and the dangerous rhyme and clear poetry strive for newness. Don’t be disgusted with the last few chapters. The residual pepper and cinnamon in the longevity are pungent. Looking back at the sea across Donglai, the sun shines on the three mountains. The mist rises from the flying tower of Guiguan, and the fairy tower and precious canopy come to the sky. I don’t hear leaks from the palace to urge morning arrows, but I feel the shadow of the eaves turns to the ancient locust trees. Enshrine Qing Banfei Laozhu, when will the beggar return from Kuaiji? (At that time, Fang Que was the guardian of Kuaiji.)

105. "Ci Yunzi knew Huai'an's army by sending him home and retreating."

I was a friend of the same year in my state, and he was as charming as a harp. At that time, fame meant more than picking up purple and green. Things go as they wish, and God may not be too old. Now the crane in the picture is leaning forward in a court. (There were thirteen friends in my state in the same year, but only six of them survive today, so there are words like stars on the piano and cranes in the picture.) The retired man kept the promise, and the frost and chrysanthemums are still fragrant. The drums and flutes are broken, but the Zhu strings are faint and don't listen. There is a spring drought in the southwest, and the waste swamps are sticky with withered duckweeds. Pianran went away, wanting to see Ling Yuling. I have no relegation to immortals, but I am waiting for the edict to be sent to Chenxiang Pavilion. Riding the [horse] in the inner stable empty, the battle in the sky follows the clouds. Unexpectedly, there is no compensation at all. Who can support you? I am forever ashamed of the old man from the old mountain. I send you Ding Ning.

106. "Ciyun Kong Changfu sent Zhang Tianjue to the east of the river to be punished"

sent Jun Yingdian's fur coat, and relied on a thousand bells to wash away his worries. Taking off one's hat and being romantic has a long history. (You like cursive writing but not craftsmanship, so you use this as a play.) The family of Burian was born and stayed in the marquis. (Zhang Gang, the seventh grandson of Zifang, was born in Wuyang. His tomb is in present-day Pengshan. How can you follow him?) Zihe Jun [Ma] fought for it, (Lin Mansion [Ma], came out of Zihe Branch .) Zhaoyi's exhausted troops also had less rest. (In the Tang Dynasty, they were called Zhaoyi infantrymen and Gezelu archers.) Orienting to the Qiu Mountains brought praise, so the pass was filled with yellow leaves.

107. "The next rhyme is sent to Zhou Zhengru again"

Dongchuan got Wanglang, sitting and competing with the west. The high wind pours into the stone chamber, and the old school's humble tomb. The people of Shu have envoys to you, and they will not stand tall wherever you go. Bamboo [horse] welcomes Xihou, and big money is given to Liu Chong. Juxi Road is far away, and the old and the young support each other. Look at the paintings of the ancient Cong Temple, and see all kinds of weird things arching towards you. There are ox heads and tutu, and clouds and trees pile up in the ridges. Drunk in the countryside to catch up on old travels, Jia Yuyong writes in the formation. We chatted about poems, drank and had fun, and swept away the redundant books. The west wind blows a good sentence, and the pearls and jade have no heel. (Liu Hui

108. "The day before the Xinglong Festival banquet, Wei Xue and Ziyou visited Wang Dingguo for a drink"

Each of them wrote a poem when they wake up and will go to court tomorrow to show that the country has been settled. The wind is blowing and the jade sand is flying, and the imperial edict is to return to the country. Leave early in the morning. I know that the snow in the clear hall is just like the flowers in the forest. The five characters of "Jun" are included in the poem, and I want to compete with the six. The wind in my head has healed, and my back is itchy and my claws are crawling. The silver bottle is filled with oil and ants are floating on the wine, and the purple bowl is spread with millet and dragon tea. Who dances with drums and fishes in the Yangtze River? The lights of Jiuqu are mixed with dreams. After ten years of gathering and separation, we watch the morning glow outside the handshake hall of the Ming Dynasty. Poetry Fourteen Rhymes Jin Qinghe's Words"

The meaning of love is also in the mountains. Looking up at the sun, there is no cloud in the sky in Chang'an.Returning to Chang'an and looking up the mountain, things have changed. The orchestra has gone and the guests have dispersed, only Ma Qi is weaving a golden spring. Wowa is thousands of miles away, and it needs to be full of wind and snow to light up the mountains and rivers. I lived in a luxurious house eating preserved dates, and for ten years I bowed before the dragon flag. However, he was extremely thin due to illness, and the misfortune of being in prison was extremely bad. The romantic literary talent is endless, and the ink and wash compete with poetry. Why paint a mountain without the people in the mountain? Field songs have not known the fields since ancient times. Zheng Qian has two of the three most outstanding kings, and his strokes can save three hundred years. If you want to make the rocks and valleys chaotic and graceful, your eyebrows and peaks will be repaired and you will praise Lianjuan. How can there be a dream of spring in the world? This body will sleep like an old silkworm for three times. You will never be able to stay secluded in the mountains for long. You have to live like a fairy on the plains. If you can make water and stone grow in your eyes, who would be my best friend but you? I hope you will never forget your stay in Ju, and when you are happy, you will write about Prisoner Mountain. (Liu Zihou has

110. "Nine Days to Determine the Rhythm of the Country"

The bacteria in the dynasty are not Hui Shuo, and the crickets are suspicious of the Spring and Autumn Period. It has been a lifetime in Nanke, and I have not turned around in my sleep. The immortal looks at my Cao, so why is it so thick with bees and ants. I don't know the barbaric touch. There are worries about the two countries. I have never thought about the past. I am so embarrassed that I have been in the world for a long time. Ten years later, I realized that this life was full of people. Children often collected them from the feudal lords, or they seemed to be the slaves of the noble family. Qiu. There is no car [horse] in my mind. I meet alone in Kyushu. I am laughing at my dream. , There is no land for me. When I return to the city, there are many empty hills.

111. "Shi wanted to paint Jin Qing with a stone, but his father wanted to take both things." 》

The spring ice is not really strong, the frost leaves are no longer green. Tong.) Penshan cannot be hidden, and there is no way to draw [horses]. Why should we abandon the ditch and destroy the treasure? It is wonderful to turn things around, so I seek [horse] divination. After Vimalakia returned to his home, the goddess gave him an endless lamp, which illuminated this deep valley for a long time. Wan [horse] Jun's song. Lying in the clouds and returning to rest, he saw the speed of breaking the enemy. (The generals of Jin Dynasty often have this ambition.)

112. "After the Kaomu Picture of Shu Chao"

I used to be in the field, but I know the sheep and the ox. The cow's back is as steady as riding a boat with no one on the shore. I am lying down reading a book and the cow doesn't know it. The sound of my whip is like a drum, and I can't see it. The grass grows in the lake, and the cattle and sheep grow sick. The muscles and bones are strong in the mountains.

113. "Ciwang Dingguoyun Shudan Yuanzi Ningji Zhai"

Immortals and I live in the same place, but there is no one who wants to live in Ningji. Take it with you. People know Xi Jian, and heaven does not leave any traces. The worldly things worry me. The husband suddenly calls Qi Kongbin, and he wants to write a book. Guan, go to Bu and drink [horse] next to Wang Lang Zhuo Wanqi, and want to be close to the poor alley. It is not early to travel south, if it is new,

114. "Chen Wai Pavilion"

Chushan is clear of dust, and the water of Ganxi is clear. It's so cool. I'm going out for a while, and I'm grateful for this life. The mountains are high, and I take a rest every ten steps. I look down at the beautiful place where the secluded people are feasting, and the dragons and tigers are cutting horses. There is no doubt that I will fall into the mountain. If Ye Yuan does not help me, I will leave a few words in the play and fight for thousands of years.

115. "Ci Yunzi presents two quatrains to Mr. Wu Ziye"

[Horse] The traces are all over the place, just like a small thatched cottage closed in summer. Immortal heart wants to capture Zuo Yuanfang, but he is also obsessed with Gu Changkang. Jiang ordered green moss to surround the old house, and Xie Jiayu Yan gathered in the Huatang. The gentleman laughed and said that in Jiangnan, only green mountains surround Jiankang.

116. "Ji Aoxuan"

Mr. Yong Miao has wiped out thousands of rabbits and bald men. There is a lot of room for advancement in officialdom, but one is unwilling to practice his career. Why is Tongbao so proud? Being proud of your name is not proud of your customs. I know that in Xuan Mian, the honor will not pay for the disgrace. How can there be no self-sustaining plan, and the gains and losses are still spinning. Mr. Yang is proud of himself and cannot be ignored by worries. Gaining is like a tiger hiding a second, losing is like a turtle hiding a sixth. The eaves are used for lodging, and the pitch is also self-sufficient. There is boundless spring on the east slope, and every inch is filled with treasures. Drunk, there is no one else around, just a bottle of AA41. There is a carriage road beside the bed, and the waning moon hangs on the sparse trees.When the guests are noisy, my husband is sleeping soundly.

117. "Rongzhou"

The ancient county is surrounded by chaotic mountains, and the city easily leads to a group of barbarians. There is little spring plowing in Yuling, and the lonely city is idle at night. In the past, there were policemen on the border, and the [horses] went without return. Since then, it has been transformed, and it has also been closed over the years. He is quite capable of coveting Han cloth, but he has not taken off the gold and plutonium. There is no need to compete with the strong and the weak, our people are all beautiful.

118. "Six Poems of He Tao Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields"

The poor ape has thrown himself into the forest, and the tired [horse] has just solved the martingale. The heart is empty and full of new things, and the environment is familiar with dreams. The gulls gradually tame in the river, but the old man has returned. Green money grows in the South Pool, and purple bamboo shoots grow in the North Ridge. Lifting the pot won't help you drink, but good words will help you spread your knowledge. There is a beautiful saying about the spring river, but I was drunk and confused.

119. "On December 28, Wai Lang Huang, a member of the water department of the school, was honored to be awarded the honorary title"

The hundred-day return period coincides with the spring, and the rest of the year is the most enjoyable. As soon as I go out, a whirlwind blows in my face, and the horses and magpies are chirping. But he suspected that the wine glass was a dream, and he was already like a god trying to pick up his poetry pen. Why should we pursue the blame for this disaster? There is never any reason for stealing money.

120. "On December 28, I was honored to be awarded the honorary title of Wai Lang Huang, a member of the water department of the school."

I have been tired of writing all my life, and my reputation has not faded since I left. The [horse] will be returned to another day on the fortress, and there will be no young chicken fights in the east of the city. Peng Ze, who retired from office, was poor and had no alcohol, but he had a wife because of his illness. It's funny to laugh at Suiyang's old job, and he appeals to Jiangxi for me.

121. "Two poems to send Zhang Shihou, a native of Shu, to the palace examination"

Trying on spring clothes at the foot of Yunlong Mountain, and seeing off Luohui in front of the Crane Pavilion. The same color of apricot blossoms are thirty miles away, and the bridegroom's horse flies away.

122. Zhao Zongyou, a Taoist priest from the Taiping Palace, took his harp to the temple and made a music called "Lu Ming"

. Then he stayed at the Nanxi Xitang in the Taiping Palace and then went to the Nanshan Mountain and west to the Daqin Temple in Louguan. He composed a poem of five hundred words to record what he had experienced. His children came from far away and suffered from floods and droughts. The king ordered the prisoners to be released. The Ming Dynasty edict was passed on to different counties, and we traveled victoriously along the mountains. When the depression first comes out of Guo, the vastness really relieves the worries. Come to Guzhen in the evening and visit to recall Marquis Wu. Standing on the cliff, you can see the rushing water in the vast sky. In the middle of the night, people were shouting urgently, and the air was full of fire. The sky is far away and the wind is too strong to stop. Entering Chencang County at dawn, there are still restaurants selling wine. The bituminous coal is in a state of disarray, but the officials are in a state of disarray. (On the 13th, I stayed in Wucheng Town, the so-called Shibi Village, built by Yun Kongming. It was the night of the second drum, Baoji fire, thirty miles away, and I saw Wucheng.) Jiling has ancient clouds and clouds, and the Dragon Palace is quiet. . (There are Jizhaofeng and Longgong Temple in the county.) From Nanshan to Dasan, the way back is through Wuzhou. If you want to go to An Neng, you will return to Shaoliu. Go back to the west Guo Road, but cross the small river island. I heard that the stone on the Dao River still exists at the head of the Wei River. Although there are traces on Cangya, there is no hook for big fishing. (On the 14th, I traveled from Baoji to Guo. I heard that Taigong's Fengxi Stone was eighteen miles southeast of the county, and there was still a place where he threw a pole and knelt down to bait.) I went east to Xiwu, and the isolated city looked like Han Liu. Who said Dong Gongjian would retaliate against Wu Fu? The white blade is like an elbow, and the gold is like a hill. (We arrived at Yi County on the 15th. There is Dong Zhuo City in the county. Its city resembles Chang'an and is commonly known as Little Chang'an.) I heard about Taibai all my life and saw him stationed in the village. Who can try the drums and horns? The wind and thunder will not bring about the fruit. The rock cliffs are already amazing, and the ice and snow are even more crisp. There is no wheat in the spring drought, but the mountain spirit is happy to have Qiu. The dragon sleeps when he is too lazy, but he steals bottles and jars. (That evening, I arrived at Qingqiu Town for the night. I passed through Taibai Mountain. According to legend, the army marched past the foot of the mountain with the sound of drums and horns, which often caused thunderstorms. There was a very lively Qiu on the mountain. Since it was a drought this year, we decided to take it.) 2 Qulinquan is the best, and Sanchuan has the best weather. Near the mountains, wheat grows early, and near the water, bamboos are cultivated. (We arrived in Yuxi on the 16th, because of the beautiful mountains and the early weather. There was an official bamboo garden in the county, which lasted for more than ten miles.) The late emperor kept the talisman and painted the crown in the palace. The courtiers wore hairpins and Wu Bian, and the female musicians held konghou. The secret palace opens the golden lock, and the god controls the jade dragon. Black clothes and a huge sword were displayed, and his eyes were stern. (On the 17th, cold food. Traveled more than 20 miles southeast from Yuxi to visit the Taiping Palace. This palace was built by a god who descended on Taoist Zhang Shouzhen as a sign of his destiny during the reign of Emperor Taizong. The god established this palace. Feng Yisheng, the general, has a palace. When he meets a good scholar, he will make a colorful boat. Throwing poles and green cattails, washing feet to clear ditches. Stay overnight on the Nanxi River, where the forest is like water and the country is autumn. Green trees are planted around the lake, and the sound is whistling all night long. (That day, I went boating on the Nanxi River with Zhang Gaozhi, the jailer, and stayed in the Xitang.) Mao Xiao was poor and deep, and he was afraid of Bingbiao when he was fighting. (On the 18th, while following Zhongnan to the west, the county lieutenant sent him off with his armored soldiers. Perhaps there were often tigers near the official bamboo garden.) Yin Sheng still had a house, and Lao's old man was still there. Asked about the traces, the past of ascending to immortality is long. Controlling the wind and returning to the world are full of sweat, and reading the world is like a mayfly. Yu Ke knows people's intentions, and Yao Qin belongs to [Ma] Qiu. Not far away from the mountains and temples, come and see the deer crowing. It is said that Emperor Li's son looks like a monk.The curtains roll in the breeze, and the sunset makes the servant girl sad. Entering the valley (sound bath.) The police are secretive, and the climbing fee is to hold your arms. The chaotic peaks are mixed with water, and the water is as light as oil. In what year will the envoy arrive? The golden dragon has been cast since ancient times. Thousands of layers of emerald stone, hundreds of feet wide. My favorite is the Quanming Cave, where I taste the snow for the first time. Although the bottle is full, there is no reason to sigh. (That day, we visited Chongsheng Temple, which is also known as Tower Temple. It is the old residence of Yin Xi, and the sutra teaching platform is still there at the foot of the mountain. Then we went to Daqin Temple with Zhang Gaozhi and said goodbye. He was led away. Then we went west to Yansheng Temple. After viewing, go up the hill and you will find the remains of Princess Yuzhen of Tang Dynasty. Go down the mountain and go west for ten miles and enter the Heishui Valley in the south. There is a pool named Xianyou Pool. There are three temples on the pool, leaning on the steep peak, facing the clear stream, and the woods are deep and green. There are countless strange rocks. There are hundreds of feet of stone in the pool, and the bottom is not covered with rubble. It floats down and disappears, so it is so clear that I stayed in Zhongxing Temple. There is a Jade Girl Cave in the temple. There is a spring in the cave that is very sweet. I will take two bottles of the spring back to my house tomorrow, and I will go to my house tomorrow. The mountains and rivers are very similar, and the water and rocks are also similar. Only when drinking from the spring, no one will offer any reward. (In the past, I and my son were trained by shrimps and toads. In the winter, the temperature in the cave was as warm as February and March.)

123. "Three poems from the play of the same year as Shao to Jia Shuaicai"

We all smiled happily, and we didn't care about it. [Horse] Niu Feng. Divining neighbors can still tolerate three paths, but joining a society will end up being like two men. In ancient times, the orchid has been admired, and the poems are leisurely chanted about the osmanthus. This body has been cut off since then, and there is no question about it. It is unfair to have gray hair over the years. Seeing the new catkins and the old trees in the court, the scholar is lonely, angry and homesick. The five-year-old scholar is too poor, and the three-year-old Fu teacher is too exaggerated and boastful. There is a mirror outside the tent with cranes croaking, and the money in the tube is empty. On what day does Yuchuan go to Jinque? During the day, the gate is closed and the Yaksha is guarded. (At that time, Jia wanted to marry again.) Life was like a crow, and Kedi had no intention of picking up his chin and beard. The yellow hat stabs the boat and forgets the years, and the white clothes carry wine to comfort the widowed orphan. The sniper deceives the sick to divide the chestnuts, and Shui Bo knows that greed is the perch. Don't sing sweet songs to the Dongting, for the foggy waves are misty and you are worried.

124. "Tomorrow the ninth day of the lunar month will also be told that the illness will not go away, and the previous rhyme will be used again."

html In October, the autumn curtains are sick, and the pillows are cold, and the frost is flying at night, so the quilts are fragrant. Poor hat-blowing arrogant Commander [Ma], who was so angry that he personally beat up old Meng Guang. Instead of being graceful and leaning on the seat, you become dirty and lean against the door. The world will discuss the present and the past, and we will sigh deeply when we look closely at the dogwood tree.

125. "I will see you soon in Jinglin, a doctor from Confucius"

The autumn crops are not enough for the eyes, and the wheat seeds are also sparse. I will always be ashamed of this country, with thorns in my skin. There are five thousand volumes in his life, but not a single word can save him from hunger. Fang Jiang complained that he didn't have a jacket, and suddenly he returned to singing and wearing clothes. Kong Beihai is dignified and outspoken. The red wheel has not reached the suburbs, but the breeze has already rushed forward. Why should a gentleman be burdened with poverty and destitution? The torrents fill the four directions, but I am safe in my travels. When the sword passed the road, Chunshan heard the rules.

126. "Send Li Gongze to Li Gongze"

I lament to my widowed brothers, and I have only one son from all over the world. Although there are many old friends, I have no idea where they came from. The bow and chariot never stop moving, and the passing momentum does not stay. There are only a few people left today, each in a corner of the sky. It is like a long Geng month, which will not be harvested until dawn and death. It is good for me and my husband to get along well as brothers and sisters. After meeting each other every year, the host and guest paid more tribute to each other. It is a joy to drink for ten days, and the water will not flow. Discussing things until late at night, the servant bell and the dog are dead. It's quite rare for the envoy to have such an unwelcome guest. I can't bear to say goodbye, but I can't help but gather all kinds of worries. I miss my wild husband brother, who is famous for thirty years. He has found his way into being a human being, and does not wait for the wind [horse] or the ox. When I saw him under the forest, his head was like a white head.

127. "Praying for snow, mist and pig springs, I will present it to Shu Yao as soon as I leave the city"

I traveled to Wuyue in three years and traveled through thousands of mountains. The morning goes with the white clouds, and the dusk returns with the crows. It is as graceful as a tree. Who can climb it with flying steps? One is Fu Zhuti, sitting in the room where the old man knocks on the list. What's the matter with this trip? Let's chat and relax. To the southwest of the mighty city, the mountains are like a ring of mountains. In the wild houses at the foot of the mountain, there are mulberry trees and hazelnuts. The wind is warm and the sun is rising, and people and cattle are facing each other. The thin snow does not cover the soil, and the wheat seedlings can be removed sparsely. May you make bold remarks and ridicule the world's thrifty people.

128. "On the day of the hunt, ten people gathered in the south of the city. With their bodies light, a bird passed the gun, and thousands of people cried out."

Children's smiles make you laugh, and their worries grow quietly. Who picks it up for free? The order is made of gold and silver. The east wind blows wet snow, and my hands are cold and timid at dawn. Suddenly there were two singing birds, and they flew AA18 small. He let out his bow and roared loudly, watching Gu Hongjiao off. When reciting poems, he forgets his whip and bridle, and when he stops talking, his head falls off. After returning home, I still removed the millet and boiled the celery and polygonum with salt and black soybean. He looks like General Lei, with his eyes as bright as a falcon. The black head is already a general, and he is ready to fight a hundred battles. [Horse] Pour a silver vase on it, and you will get a rabbit that is too busy to burn. The young man has great ambitions and is full of worries. Looking back at the heroes, many have died of old age. Youth is just a dream, but the remaining years are really like a bird. Don't go to the Eagle-calling Platform and laugh at Liu Biao all your life.

129. "Sleep at Qianming Temple after the Snow"

The horses outside were also startled by the sight of the mountains, and I went first with their clogs in front of the steps. The wind and flowers mistakenly enter the Changchun Garden, and the clouds and moon are always over the city that never sleeps. Don't let the injured cattle and sheep be clean, let's watch the crows and magpies make the weather clear again. He even had to leave his quilt on the monk's couch, waiting to hear the sound of bamboo rushing down the eaves.

130. "The Second Rhyme of Kong Ping Zhong Cao'an in He Ziyou's Posted Questions"

When people want to find peace of mind, they go to ask the nunnery first. Lu Zi does not need to be a scholar, Gai Gong should pass Cao Shen by himself. The three fires of the Jade Sutra, which I envy you, laugh at me withered mulberry trees and eight silkworms. I like the rivers to have the same taste, so they should share the sweetness and purity of the rivers thousands of miles apart. The two insects don't see the water [horse], and they go against the flow of water step by step. The river flows eastward for thousands of miles, and this insect grows here. If you don't see them, they will rise up and follow the wind. Where can I stay when the wind blows away? The headwind will still fall into the basil. The two insects are unpredictable in their stupidity and wisdom, and no one recognizes their smile on the river bank.

131. "Zhang Qian Erjun meets and answers again in rhyme"

The wind has turned over in the dusk, and the moon is still in the sand in the middle of the night. The Buddha's temple is illuminated by the Yufeng peak in Bian, and other people's homes are hidden across the sea of ​​Huaiyun clouds. There is a letter to welcome Sanbai when you come to Mou, and the six flowers are scattered without fragrance. (Zhubu, gardenia, and snowflakes all appear six times.) When I want to call Ah Xian to stay up late, there is a lot of noise in the woods and horses fighting. There are no delicate hands to cut Chun Sheng, but there are new poems about Shu Su. When I'm drunk, my icy mustache loses its tassel, and my dream returns to the bedclothes. When you travel, your eyelashes are cold and you feel dizzy. I am also hungry and crying at night. Tomorrow the spring scenery of Nanshan will be moving. I wonder who is wearing a purple teapot.

132. "Four Poems by the Fisherman"

If the fisherman drinks, whoever goes there, the fish and crabs will be paid at once. There is no amount of wine and no amount of drunkenness, no matter how much money each other has. The fisherman is drunk and dancing in his coir raincoat, but he is looking for his way back while drunk. The short boat was leaning sideways, and I didn't know where I was when I woke up. The fisherman woke up, it was noon on the spring river, and the dream was broken by falling flowers and flying catkins. Even when you are sober, you are still drunk and you are still awake, smiling at the world. The fisherman laughs, the light gull lifts up, and the wind and rain hit the desert river. The man riding [horse] by the river is an official, and he lends me a lonely boat to cross south.

133. "When traveling to Huaikou, I encountered poems and dramas that used their rhymes"

My poems are like those of a sick person, crying sadly to the fading grass. There is a son who is really a good boy, and a group of [horses] will be knocked down by his spray. Don’t chant to nourish your energy. Don’t gain fame too early. The wind and waves use the power of the pen to sweep away the solitary clouds. How is it like the Tao family's children wandering around the house looking for pears and dates? You see, the strong rhyme has already surpassed the suburbs and the island.

134. "Wang Gongyun is used to send his nephew to Zhenzhi Caizhou"

The nine gates are inserted into the sky, and ten thousand [horses] are sent to the dynasty. Raising the whip in the world of mortals, meeting each other is speechless. Walking around in the clearing at night, I was startled by the door knocking. Jun's family and Fenyang's family, cars thundering in Yongxiang. Xilang Fang does not stay in the evening, and he sets up his halberd to form a vassal. When we meet, we open the Moon Pavilion and paint a gold basin with low eaves. To this day, the words spoken in my dreams are still like holding up the bottle in front of the lamp. A Rong repaired the jade ultimatum without worrying about sharpening the pen. When you return, you will help and accept, and you will sit down to follow Cen and Wen. I am a guest between my two sons, and I will no longer look for my grandchildren. (Zimei's poem says, "There are many wealthy families, and we are looking for our grandsons again.")

135. "The Night Tour of the Lady of Guo Kingdom"

The beautiful woman walks from the jade flower, as graceful as a frightened swallow or a flying dragon. The golden whip fights for the treasure hairpin to fall, who will enter the Mingguang Palace first. In the palace, the Jiegu drum urges the flowers and willows, and the jade slave strings the flowers in the slave's hand. The eighth aunt sitting in the middle is really a noble person, and she can walk [horse] to see Fuchen. Who can see the bright eyes and white teeth again, only the traces of tears remain in the painting. The human world has become the present and the past, at the foot of Wugong Terrace on Leitang Road. At that time, Zhang Lihua was also laughed at, not knowing that Han Qinhu was outside the door.

136. "Send Cheng Jianyong" Mr.

has a vast tongue and a vast amount of writing. Pay the young master with a short position, and sit back and wait for your fortune. Ten years of hard work, new stories, sons and daughters fighting to catch the shadow. If the walls are dug to plant wormwood, who will restore Jiagu to the province? The spare time is in the south and the north is cold. Zhi Yi followed Fang Jin and collected firewood to teach Wei Qi. If you diligently abide by one scripture, you will be able to drink water and be wise to the five tripods. This year smells of waste, and the history of Lu is restored to glory. The young master also changed his official position, and the third thing he did was multiply the [horse] neck. He came back with a charming smile and his plain hair and collar hanging down. Knowing how to read the Golden Flower Edict, Tang Mu invited him to the court. God will not deceive me, and I will live as long as a turtle or a crane.

137. "I was having a drink with a guest. Confucius Changfu met the visiting party and held a banquet to invite guests. Suddenly he got on his horse and galloped away."

Yang Xiong's writings are not all strange, and he is uniquely called "Guanping Jujingmei". There are two children, a drunkard and a magician. Who knew Chen Zun and Zhang Song? The master is drunk alone, so why not hold the crab claws in your left hand? How can I see you again? I have the opportunity to send people to chase you, and I will try my best to make you crazy. The spirit of glutinous rice and wine are the same. Please ask Master Manjusri for more information.

138. "Sending Song Dynasty Officials to Pengzhou to Welcome the Second Relative"

Whoever comes from the east to greet the envoy's carriage, I know it is a crow on the father-in-law's house. My father-in-law is in his early twenties this year, so he doesn’t need to support the [horse] when he climbs the stairs. Let the king carry the crossbow as the vanguard, and the people of Shu will no longer talk about being like each other. There is nothing wrong with transforming old and young people into clothes. If you have a whip, you can use it without using it. The spring waves are like the sky rising to the level of the lake, and the bright red light makes the skin fragrant.AA31 A white jade pot with a long life, a phoenix and a young phoenix in the court hall. The grandsons laughed and wrangled their beards, and the people of Shu painted pictures of the West Lake.

139. "The Rhyme of Chao Bu in Opera"

In the past I used to get drunk with drunkards, but now you just recite old poems. The pure poems make you full, and the thin bamboos make you hungry. I wonder if a phoenix is ​​hungry and eats bamboo, how is it like a horse fattening alfalfa? Zhijun endured hunger and recited poems in the air, and his mouth and cheeks turned like cuckoo.

140. "Seven Poems on Sending Zhu Chaofeng to Shu"

Ai Qingcheng clouds, Juanjuan Emei moon. Follow me from the northwest, shine my light forever. I am in the dust, and the white clouds call me home. I swim in the rivers and lakes, and the bright moon wets my clothes. The sky is high, and the clouds and moon are by my side. It is said that they are people in the mountains, and they are inseparable from each other. Dreaming about finding the southwest road, silently counting the long and short pavilions. It seems that the Jialing River is jumping into waves and blowing the brocade screen. I send you nothing, I drink you [horse] from the clear river. The road passes through the bamboo forest, and the elders bow down to the horse. Don't be frightened and run away to hide. I am a friend of yours. Hearing a lawsuit is like a family member, and I will comment on it in detail. If I meet a friend in the mountains, he may ask me when I will return. Because his waist and feet are light, he is as good as stepping on a spring stone.

141. "Send to Chief Zhang Jiafu"

The capital was once overthrown, and the horses were first brought into service. Goodbye in the rivers and lakes, the autumn eagle has left. We met three times today, and each time we entered, we stayed a lot. Yuzhang is a pity, who should accept Hulian? There is a civil society for micro-officials, but there are no chickens or cattle for Miaogao. When I return, I will be more respectful and use my weapons extensively. It’s the first feast of a hundred years, and I’ve been forced to travel to pay for it. But when you remember the bitter words, your head will grow old.

142. "The Rhyme of He Shuang's Painting of Horses"

Tianji is well equipped with virtue, and [horse] is outside the dragon and in the forest. The emperor's words are not the same as those in the pictures. The slaves are full of official grain, but they are empty without being washed. The ten chariots all arrive at the same time, so why bother with the wind?

143. "Send off Fan Zhongji's minister of economic strategy and compose poems in different rhymes and multiply them by Yuanrong ten times"

Liang Li Jiu was in trouble, and he burned himself. In a battle between two rats, victory is accidental. It is necessary to think carefully at the beginning of the plan, and to take care of the consequences thoroughly. The temple selects generals, and the Fan family is really talented. The benevolent wind is trapped by wheat, and the green waves shake Qinchuan. The order is fluttering, and the first sound is empty. My home is just over the sky, to the west of Lucheng. On a day when I was stuck in trouble with my pole, I sold my sword and returned to the fields. I present you with a Jingyu cup and a Shu [horse] whip as a supplement. You can wake up after getting drunk, but don't let your ancestors live first.

144. "The Second Rhyme Comes from the Bath"

After a haircut and a thousand combs, the wind is better than the bath. Close the breath and open all the eyes. The fog disperses and is called dry bath. Slumped in silence, silently watching the heaven and earth return. The season brings salary, and I want to wash my waist and abdomen. If you can't ask for a potter, how can you have enough pottery? ?There are no bathing facilities in Hainan, so people often just take dry baths. ?The old chicken lies on the dung soil, its feathers flutter and its eyes closed. Tired [horse]? Showing the wind and sand, the hyena sprays jade. The dirt is clean and has its own characteristics, and it is happy and comfortable. Mica penetrates Shu gauze, and glazed bamboo gleams. A little bit able to wake up in dreams, and gradually become more familiar with life.

145. "Giving Dingguo Yun to His Nephew Zhen"

Old moss in Hengmen, walking in Bai Qianbing Village. I opened the bottle to invite the setting sun, but I didn’t say anything to the blackbird. The breeze blows the music, and the scattered books are turned. As soon as the pager was called, people [horses] and chariots were rushing. Living in poverty with few guests, the neighbor's wife peeks into the fence. Spring wine is served on the wall, and the fields and pots are green. Lately, I have been sitting on the green pu-pillars and catching the white beast in a bottle. Wang Youxiu polished it, but also had trouble with the book. The imperial court is noble in the two continents, and I often hear the gentle words from the sky. I am still able to complete the formation, I feel ashamed that I am not Han Sun.

146. "Gift to Li AA42 Yanwei Xiucai"

The King of Wei's big gourd is made of five stones, and it will be planted in peace. Poor young master, holding ten oxen, what can he gain after three years at sea? Mr. Shao has little responsibility and unruly talent. He drives his car and counts Shan Yutai. Tianshan wants to capture it with three arrows. Who is the general in white? I once drank feathers when encountering strange rocks at night. How many halberd branches are there in the play? I swear to return the [horse] body wrapped in leather, and I am willing to learn from the children of the class. Huo Zhi knew how much he had been granted the title of Marquis Wei, but Mr. Laoyi was trapped in prison. Drinking heavily and talking about life again, knotting socks is still worthy of drumming again and again. Thousands of people abandoned their books and donated their swords to learn, and all the dandies and Confucians lost their jobs. He seems to have no hands in politics when he is on the road, and he is ashamed of being in the world. Nowadays, all he can do is talk, and Yunmeng is filled with doubts. Everything in the world is like nothing, and it is nothing to say to Mr.

147. "Heavy Snow Leaves Wei's Family Alone"

There is no one in the ancient post, and the courtyard is full of snow. There are guests coming from the north in the snow. One after another, their hats were already full, and their faces were pale when they got off their horses and entered the hall. There is wine in the bitter cold that cannot be drunk, so why bother asking acquaintances when you see it. I gradually became dissatisfied with my drink, but the spectators did not leave me wet. Thousands of gates are closed during the day, and all roads are blocked, and the smiles and smiles of each other are unknown to each other. When he was drunk, he no longer asked his name. He got on his horse and suddenly went to cross the road.

148. "The Six Horses of the Zhaoling Mausoleum. Emperor Wen of Tang Dynasty's War Horses Also Carve Stones and Elephants Stand in front of the Zhaoling Mausoleum."

? This poem was written by Zhang Lei. ?The Heavenly General brought about the Sui Dynasty, and the Emperor sent six dragons. The wind and clouds are so cool, and the hair is so cool. The speed is too high to see, and the mountains and rivers are like no return.The long cry looks at the eight watches and disturbs thousands of slaves. The king of Qin looks like a dragon and a phoenix, and the birds of Lu are not strong enough to destroy him. There are big white feathers around the waist, and the objects in them are like wind and thunder. There are only a few vertical pieces, and fighting is like raising a child. Holding a broomstick, heaven and earth are like dust. Difficulties help great cause, one by one is very talented. When Wei was six years old, he was accompanied by the British guards. The success is so great that the jade chariot travels all over the sky. Zhaoling Palace is desolate, with ancient stones buried in green moss.

149. "Three Poems of Late Song Dynasty Paintings of Xiaoxiang"

Recalling the Southern Kingdom during the Western Expedition, Xiaoxiang was painted in the hall. Looking at the clouds and mountains, the wild water floats in the sky. I used to reflect on myself when I was traveling, and forgot all my letters and writings. There will be visitors from Hengyang who come to see the place, but the meaning is unclear. Falling into your arms, the mountains and rivers bend. If you are comfortable in the beginning of business, it should not be difficult to flourish. There are few people in Jiang City, but there are many ancient trees in Yan Village. I know that you have a hidden meaning, so I will look for it carefully. There are so many things so close together, and the clouds and sunshine are uneven. The path leads to the back of the river, and the water flows to the front stream. He said that he was not human, and he was once a [horse] hoof. When he was an official, he traveled around Shanxi.

150. "On the 19th day of the 11th month of the 11th month Xinchou parted ways with Ziyou outside the west gate of Zhengzhou"

If you don't drink Hu, you will be drunk, and your heart will be driven back to Anfa. When I return home, I still think about my hometown. How can I comfort my loneliness now? Climbing high and looking back across the slopes and ridges, I saw the black hat appearing and disappearing. In the bitter cold, your clothes are thin and you are riding a thin [horse] alone under the waning moon. Passers-by sing and make people happy, but the servants blame me for being miserable. I also know that life should be different, but I am afraid that time will pass by. The cold lanterns look at each other to remember the past, and the rain at night sounds desolate. You know this meaning and must not forget it, and be careful not to love a high official position too much. (There is something about the night rain talking about the bed, so I say it.)

151. "Ma Rongshi Room"

I didn't accept the general's appointment, so I went straight to the first season. The crimson gauze cannot be recognized by birth, but the blue stone can still be retained. Why harm Yi Liang and Ji? Why trap Li Hou? Be careful not to engrave my poems, for the apes and cranes will be ashamed of you.

152. "Ci Yunzi senses things from Liuhu Lake"

Recalling the beauty of the past in Dongtun, there are several thatched huts at the root of Cangshan. They mock the grass and trees to tune out the wild beasts, and want to compete with the apes and birds in their chirps. The son is now haggard and abandoned by everyone. He drives the [horse] out alone and never returns. There are only ten thousand willow trees in Liuhu Lake, and the clear shade and the child are offered to the morning and evening. Hu Wei was ridiculed a lot, and it was hard to make things difficult because of the setbacks in business. Although Liu was speechless, he was stunned, but when he saw the world, he should be shocked. We love the spring bath together, how can we cultivate snakes and pans on an empty stomach? In the morning, I look at the thick green and arrogant Yanhe. At night, I love the sparse shadows that shake clear and round. The wind turns the snow, the spring catkins are turbulent, and the sound of beetles pecking at the wood in autumn is firm. The four seasons have their own ups and downs. They are shaking, desolate, startling, cold and warm. The lonely pine in Nanshan is covered with snow. Whoever survives the cold will regain his virtue.

153. "Sacrifice to the Small Hunting in Changshan Mountain"

The soap flag is lit in front of the green cover, and a long fence is formed under the Huangmaogang. The arrogant [horse] runs in the air and stands in the air, taking advantage of the rabbit and the goshawk to fly over the ground. Looking back, the white clouds are green and green, and when I return, my clothes are covered with red leaves. If the sage uses a Xiliang book, the white feather will still be effective.

154. "Two poems on hearing that Mr. Li chose to drink and Fu Guobo's family got drunk"

The children clapped their hands and made a fuss about the dusk, laughing at the drunken master in the garden. Even if the husband could get a stone, the master would not leave Kun alone. If he refuses to ride back in confusion, Yushan will know that he is a beautiful woman. Ziyun has something to say, do you know? Don't call the censor of the division.

155. "Enjoy a Tour of Zhangshan Garden with Prostitutes"

The apricots are golden and the wheat is ripe. Therefore, the common things will annoy the quiet people, and the fine [horse] red makeup will fill the valley. Although the urge to drink with a pot is strong, the sound of the cuckoo urging people to return is faster. The people in the wine shop are gone but the doors are closed, and the setting sun is hanging on the sparse trees in silence.

156. "Ciyun Wang Dingguo will see you soon"

Last night the frost and wind entered my clothes, and in the morning my sick bones became even more fragmented. Who cares about me if I am so arrogant? Ke Ke pities you and your ambition has not changed. But if I don’t bring the peach-leaf girl with me, I can still come and take advantage of the chrysanthemum season. Nantai Erxie has no successor, and he is afraid that your poems will be better than Yixi's. (Two thanks Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty for nine days to play the [horse] platform.)

157. "Playing with Professor Shu, Zhangshan Ginseng, and Lio Shi, playing the game of Matai Shu on the West Xuan wall"

A trip to the long corridor of the ancient temple, this pavilion comforts travelers Affection. Chu Shanxi is cut off to the west like a welcome guest, and Bianshui River comes south so it circles the city. The jade hook is missing on the road, the fragrant grass is growing together, the white crane is dead in the forest, and the ancient spring is clear. How can I entertain the old man during a short tour? I sit and listen to the sound of chimes being played in the countryside. Take the bamboo stick and mango shoes and go down to the official road to see the favor. In the cold weather, beetroots and millet are still living in the acres, and at dusk cattle and sheep enter the city. Selling wine alone teaches people to be intoxicated. Who writes poems like Jiao Gongqing? I even looked for Master Yan in the back alleys, begging for a few words to follow this message.

158. "Ciyun Tian Guobo's Minister Nanjing Jian Jie Erjue"

The years passed by and the apricots were already full of benevolence when they returned. The crimson has fallen away from the evil east wind, and the catkins and elms are not like spring. The fire is cold, the apricot porridge is thin and thick, and the green skirt and fur coat are in the field. When a doctor goes to work and his family complains, he should be envious to live in the countryside and travel less.

159. "Six-Character Rhyme with Chief He"

The king of Yi is really Bohou, how can I be graceful if I am dismissed from the official position? A little wish to entrust benevolent government, but six words can hardly change the wind. I have left Dongluo in five months, and I wish to be more beautiful than Nanrong three times. Pan An was not the first to learn the Tao. (Nanhai said that Kuang was an An, and Pan was one of the Taoists in recent times.) Cursive writing is like Yang Feng. (Yang Ningshi also.) There is no need to look back on the stone canal, the water post is fortunately compatible. The Yangtze River is so big that I want to see shelter, and the cool August breeze blows when I explore its branches. The first breeze whistles the sound of the earth, and the bright moon writes its own sky. How can a poor family entertain guests, but they know how to wipe the moon and criticize the wind. The green mountains are naturally stunning, and no one can match them. Talking about Xiangshi Chao Gongzi, what a special [horse] ear is the east wind.

160. "Zhang Jinzhong has a stone inkstone with a dragon's tail and a copper sword to change it."

My bronze sword is like a red snake, and the stone inkstone of Jun's family is green and oval. Where are you holding my sword? The jade pendants in the Ming Dynasty palace are ringing and clashing with teeth. I know that Jun's inkstone can be used safely, and there are elegant paper bugs and shrimps under the window of the snow hall. The two objects are the same as people at first, falling high and low with the wind and flowers. Kuai Gou and jade utensils are all foreign objects, and they are regarded as indistinguishable. Don't you see that Qin and Zhao have changed the jade, pointing to the picture and looking at the pillars to show off to each other. I don't see the second concubine changing [horse], and I am arrogant and weeping, thinking about my home. It is better to be ruthless and love each other, and always think that they are good examples of Tao Li and Qiong Hua.

161. "Ciyun Liu Gong's Father Duzhi Province"

The bright window is afraid of the sun and the dawn is dim first, and the tall willows are noisy even at noon. The writing of old and new poems is doubtful, but the heart is empty and the disease has no roots. I also sleep on the wind couch across the wall. When I get on the horse, you will first lock the moon pavilion. We are all glad to return home early and Sanfu is near. It is also your kindness to untie your ragged clothes.

162. "On September 15th, the final chapter of Yi Ying's lecture on the Analects was given to the ruling official Yan, who lectured and read it."

Sitting alone at dusk, who was accompanied by crape myrtle flowers? The next day, each expressed his gratitude to the crape myrtle man and wrote a poem. The clouds hang down to the ground, and the king cuts the tung trees. The sun is high and under the yellow umbrella in the Western Qing Dynasty, the wind blows and the locust dragon dances among the green trees. (There are two locust trees in front of Yiying Pavilion, which are like dragons in the shape of earth.) The beetle slips on the wall are thousands of years old, and the lacquered tadpoles shine into the sky. The Confucian scholars are no longer worried about kissing dryness, and the Eastern Palace gives wine like a flowing spring. After drinking heavily, I bowed to the gift of a thousand gold coins, and a piece of paper Jingluan returned with the character "phoenix". His pale face and white hair shine, and there are thirty-four pearls on his sleeves. (The poem given by the minister, along with the title and the minister’s name, has thirty-four characters.) The returning carriages and horses are already noisy, vying to see the silver hooks and bright ink. It spreads among thousands of people in one day, and I am happy to see the first chapter of the cloud chapter. (I have never given imperial letters to ministers before.) In the daytime, the jade hall is covered with silence, and the bells and ropes do not ring. Mo Yan writes several lines of calligraphy, and must believe that the time is peaceful and the master is holy. The dogs and sheep dispersed in the desert sky, and Jie Feng arrived at Ganquan Palace at night. It seems that when I heard that I was building Shangjun under my command, I felt that there was no Xirong in talking and laughing. (At that time, Xihe received a new ghost medal. On that day, Jingyuan returned to the Xia Dynasty and hundreds of thousands of thieves fled.) Wensi, the emperor's teacher, Wen's mother, finally closed the Jade Pass and said [Ma] Wu. I would like to write a cursive ruler on the crape myrtle flower to attract praise. (This is a case of the Tang Dynasty: Hanlin scholars led Zhizhi to make imperial edicts, and Xu Zhuzhong was in the study room. Now the minister uses Zhizhi to make imperial edicts to punish criminals in the forbidden forest, so the crape myrtle is used as a story.)

163. "Ciyun Huang Lu directly sent an inscription to Guo Mingfu The government recommends "Two Poems from Xizhai in Yingzhou"

People often suspect visitors by pecking at the treetops, otherwise they will definitely be angry when the guests leave. There should be foam in the well when you are out of control, and smoke from the kitchen is coming back when you take off your clothes. The poetry and wine in my life have been tainted by the truth, and I am afraid that I will be a virtuous person now that I am writing. Morning and evening, the West Lake reflects the beautiful scenery, and the small boat turns over the sky in the water. Lonely Tokyo Yuedanzhou, the stars of virtue are no longer adorned with pearls. Don't complain about Pingyu (Yu Yinyu.) There is an empty sacred object, and there is Xizhai to connect the flow. In spring dreams, I often search for ten hectares of lake, and write home letters with thousands of tangerines. Xuetang also has thoughts about returning to the song, to thank him for his lifelong travels.

164. "Juan"

Syntax Edition Huang Zi, (called Lu Zhiye.) Erhao and Momo. (His brother Shaoyou and Zhang Wenqian.) Sorry, I have been away from the group for a long time, and I will die in Laoxihe. There are many famous people in the later generations who want to recommend Kong Elegy. Xiao Fan is really nice and willing to collect things diligently. Thin [horse] knows AA35 ears, and withered tung trees bring harmony to the clouds. I recently heard about Li Sheng in the library, (Uncle Li Fang.) The sick crane borrowed a Ke. The gift of good deeds tells me the hardships, and the witty words comfort the wasted time. Xiqiang has settled its feud, and the beacon fire continues there. I will send it to Qiantuo when I sit down to collect money and pay it to the public.

165. "Send Cheng Delin to Zhenzhou"

You are the county magistrate Yuan Fengzhong, and the officials are greedy for utility and sick farmers. The emperor wanted to speak without any obstacles, so he wrote a letter to admonish his ministers so that he could understand it himself. I was riding a [horse] east of Jiangxi, and when I asked about the reverse journey, I had the same story. The old man loves you like Liu Chong, and the children respect you like Lu Gong. If you come, your eyesight will reach the fourth level, and you will take care of the horses in the northern sky of Hebei Province. It is an ancient custom for the king to be a red order, and his political voice goes straight to Mingguang Palace. The Heavenly Stable is like a sea that raises dragons. Wouldn't it be unfair to accept his son? (The king's son Qi Ju made policy, was a literary and righteous man, and was known at the time.)) Why should Baisha bother this old man?

166. "I met Xuzhou Zhang Tianji's old rhyme while traveling in Sijian"

In the second year of the twelfth year, I crossed the Huaizhou boat three times, and I met [Horse] for a short trip. If you don't have anything to do, you might as well drink well; if you want to write books, you will be poor. The lone pine tree dies early, it is not a disease, but the tired bird is still resting. I want to go to and fro by the river even more, but now my head is covered with frost and snow.

167. "In Pengcheng and Dingguo, it was a nine-day meeting in Huanglou. Now it is the same as the sun."

A poem written by a sense of exhaustion. Juzhan Yunang has been passed down since ancient times. The eldest son Ning is now the immortal. It should be the day of Wu Hengfen in the Han Dynasty, counting to the year of Liu Gongxi [horse]. Although the people of Yushan are old, they still see the nature of the Ganges River. Wang Lang wrote a thousand poems in nine days, and now he writes the second poem in Huanglou.

168. "Wang Jinqing expressed his poem to seize the money from the sea. His father, Wang Zhong, and his uncle Jiang Ying all did it once."

If those who refuse to give it can use Han Qianer to disperse [horse], those who change it can also repeat the previous rhyme and appearance, such as having a family mountain. Misty in the green eyebrow. Who knows from thousands of miles away? Send me this smile. The intestines are beautiful throughout life, and the abdomen is quinoa and amaranth in early years. The four walls of Xijiao are empty, and the two peaks are frowning. Now that I am declining and ill, my duty is to be a woodcutter and a herder. The deceased general Qiu Chishi returned to Minshandu. Shouzi is not greedy for treasures, he completes me with flawless jade. The old man's poems are warnings, and his witty words are all over the place. A unique theory, three divination and two divination. There are countless paintings by various families, and they are all chasing each other. The wind swept across the wilderness, and the lightning tail tipped over the valley. It's what I want you to exchange with me like this. Today I am guarding Anxi and come to listen to Yangguan music. Advise me to stay on this peak, otherwise the future will come soon.

169. "Gift to Qingliang Temple and the Elders"

At the beginning of the Daibei period, he bid farewell to [Ma] Chen and came to the south of the Yangtze River to meet the Woyun people. Asking Zen does not agree with the first three words, and the Buddha has six bodies left in space. When I grow old, I can only dream in the mountains and forests, and the bells and drums are even fresher after the rain. It will be necessary to wash away the yellow grass miasma, and do not use a deep white folded towel.

170. "Sending Fresh Products to the Former Residence of Guankou, Cao Gui in the Capital"

Even after the frost, the green copper still shines, and the spring snow still lingers on the long pine trees. I went to Xipu in the morning to collect taro, and at night I crossed the rope bridge to watch the dragon. Don't lament that you are tired of traveling without a horse, you will defeat an old and healthy enemy with a thousand bells. Ziyun was only here in the third generation to explain his illness to the southwest.

171. "King Shen's Painting of Horses? Or Is It Painted by Cai Zhao?"

The kings of Tianbao loved the name "horse", and they competed with each other to get it under Huaxuan. At that time, there were not only jade flowers, but also flying electric current clouds that were extremely chic. The two squares are Xue Ning and Shen, and the stables in the mausoleum are very fresh. The meat, sweat and blood are all the dragon species, and the purple robe and jade belt are the real gods. Lishan shot and hunted Bao Yuanxi, and the emperor hurriedly issued an order to break through the siege. The whip is raised and the frost hooves are broken, and thousands of horses are like the wind, unable to reach it. The flying geese and rabbits are frightened and the strings are opened, and the green flowers press the bridle and return to the sky. The beauty of the five houses has been transformed into one piece, and it has spread all over the valley, and hundreds of miles of silk are left behind. There are two green mule and Shu stacks. One is in the west. Chaohu, high and accurate, Nong'e scatters thorns. Looking back, I chase the wind and take advantage of the sun to fly. When the clowns fly into the sky, the birds fly by themselves. The good spirit of Wuling is desolate in spring.

172. "Double Fu Temple? In Ye County?"

Wang Qiao, an ancient fairy, often visits the world. He was often a Han official, and he was tired of the world and never returned. The two pairs of cockroaches are playing together, chatting together to amaze the world. Otherwise, the traces of gods and immortals can be easily climbed through the net. In the dust, the copper seal is green. Those who know that nothing is hidden will laugh at their foolishness. Guo Lun? Lun was an archer from Hexi. He had meritorious service in many battles and was not rewarded. Since the governor of Lizhou was full of officials, he was too poor to return. Now Quan is in charge of tax supervision in Jiazhou. No one knows the fierce warriors in Hexi. At dusk, they read the boats in Jinting. Passers-by may think that the horse is thin, but they don’t know that the iron pole is as big as a rafter. Because it is said that there will be no war in the West for a long time, I am willing to be the first to fight. I should rely on Shi and watch with my eyes to watch you fly and shoot at the barbarian felt.

173. "The snow on the river is so beautiful that Ouyang's body is not covered with salt, jade, cranes, herons, and butterflies flying around."

Sleeping at night is like a frozen tortoise with one's neck curled up. Only guests can tell when snow is coming. The dawn on the riverside is endless, and the wind is blowing in the trees. The green hills are like a young man, who has transformed into a man with a wild moustache overnight. Only then did we know that Yang Qi is in the flowing water, and the river is full of feet on the sand. With the wind, everyone has no choice, and the valley is full of pits and dangers. The vastness of the river sky and wild fields are missing, but when you enter the house, you feel the lightness. If you touch your palm and look carefully, you can see if it is carved or carved. How can it be done in a day? Huo Ran waved his hand across the nine fields, asking who would hold this power. There are so many joys and sorrows in this world, but now I am spared my skin. The mountain man only saw the woodcutter's burden, but he didn't know how to bring the wine and sing. The king of heaven is happy to have wheat when he comes to Xuan, and the prime minister's birthday gift is timely. The scholar's pen is about to break when he sings in the cold, and the poor girl weaves her drapery at night. The master's shoes are cold, and his turban and hat are fluttering, which makes him look like an immortal. As the wild monk cut his way out, his nose was filled with cold fluid and clear and dripping. Spreading the robe into the sleeves wets the soles of the boots, and there are also people holding boards to climb up the steps. What do travelers in the boat love? I would like to be hunted and ridden as a cloak. There are cold rabbits whistling in the grass, and a solitary falcon is striking at the speed of thousands of people. Deer boiled on ice is the most delicious, although I don't drink it. Chu people have been fond of hunting since ancient times, and I will follow anyone who can go there.The faces were full of swirls and turns, and he immediately wrote a poem to write a poem.

174. "I returned from the city to the road, and the clouds came from the mountains like a group of horses galloping with my hands."

There will be times when things are done, and the stars speak high. When I meet the clouds in Nanshan Mountain, I feel like lightning is passing through me. Unexpectedly, whoever ordered it came down from the sky. The dragon moves and moves, the wind dances and falls. It disperses into fog in the eastern suburbs and freezes to dry trees and crops. Or it might fly into my car and crush someone's elbow and crotch. Fight for the place in the hut, support and support the rebel hut. Open the seal to release it, pull it away and it will still change. When you return to the mountain, no one will be afraid of you.

175. "Ten Poems of Jingzhou"

When tourists leave the Three Gorges, the Chu land ends in plains. Guests from the north followed Nanjia, and ships from Sichuan were transported between Wuqiang and Wuqiang. The river invades the plains and cuts off the plains, and the wind swirls the white sand. If you want to ask about the rise and fall of the city, the important city has been built since ancient times. In the old Warring States period in the south, misery still exists. Generosity is due to Liu Biao, and desolation is due to Qu Yuan. The abandoned city still has a well, and the ancient surnames have gathered together to form villages. It is also understood that the appearance is superior, but it is not worth mentioning. The land of Chu is boundless and boundless. The plowing oxen have not tasted sweat, and the seeds thrown in are like donations. Who should advise people in farming? The people are stupid and pitiful. If you are lazy in life, you will have bad years. At the east corner of Zhukan City, King Gao looked at the sand. The country is not a country, and the beacon fire is afraid of three barges. The bones of battle fall into the autumn grass, and the dangerous building leans against the broken clouds. After all the heroes of the past century, there are only fish and shrimps to be seen. Shatou is smoky and deserted, and I am tired of the noise and humbleness of coming and going. The wild market is divided into deer riots, and the official sailing transition is late. Many tourists ask for divination, and all the old people carry turtles. At dusk, the river and sky are quiet, and no one is singing the Songs of Chu. The prefect Wang Fuzi is an old handsome man from Shandong. Hearing fierceness in the prime of life, seeing heroism in his white head. You should be tired of eating wild geese, but I am tired of driving. There is Anshi in Zhongshu, so be careful not to write Li Sao. It's windy and snowy in Zanla, and Jing people are old. Why is the guest's heart careless? He is playing in the alleys. The firecrackers frightened the neighbors and drove away the children. Old friends should remember me and look at each other across the world. The river is deep into caves, and the diving fish are as big as rhinoceros. Red scales are like amber, old pillows are better than glass. The guest holds up the carved statue, and the beautiful woman shakes the green grate. If you climb the blister to make a new weapon, why don't you slaughter the dead? When the northern geese come to the southern country, they are like travelers. The wings are broken vertically and horizontally, and the feeling of pity is stained with towels. Whoever can control him on ordinary days can fly high and be untamable. An old friend gave it to me and smelled it three times as if it were precious. Liumenjing National Road drives [horses] to Chunyang. Wildfires burn the dead grass, and the east wind stirs the green awns. It travels north to carry Xu Deng and south to Jihengxiang. The territory of Chu spreads all over the world, and King Huai believes in the weak king.

176. "Ciyun Ma Yuanbin"

returned from wandering thousands of miles away, and when he met again, he was already masturbating. When I first heard the good words, I was shocked. I regretted that I was too late to recognize Dongting. It is better to shake hands and know that there is no He Jian than to make friends with Yuan Si. Sai Hong is about to fly to the sky. How can he hope that the old man will catch up with him?

177. "Fenghe Chen Xianliang"

If you don't learn from Sun Wu and Liu Tao, you dare to combine slaves and horses with heroes. Looking at the poor sea and the sky, the sky is still far away, and the sun is getting higher with all my heart. The superficial reputation outside the body is no longer trivial, but in the dream, thoughts are pouring out. The three mountains used to be a land of gods, attracting people from the east to catch a fish.

178. "The second rhyme Huang Lu directly sent to Guo Ming's father's house to recommend two poems from Yingzhou Xizhai"

The lonely Yuedanzhou in Tokyo has no more beautiful stars. Don't complain about the sacred object of Ping Xing Kong, there is still Xizhai to connect the flow of victory. In spring dreams, I often search for ten hectares of lake, and write home letters with thousands of tangerines. Xuetang also has thoughts about returning to the song, to thank him for his lifelong travels.

179. "Ten Poems of Jingzhou"

Liumenjing National Road, driving [horse] to Chunyang. Wildfires burn the dead grass, and the east wind stirs the green awns. Travel north to connect Xu and Deng, and go south to Jihengxiang. The territory of Chu spreads all over the world, and King Huai believes in the weak king.

180. "Two poems on hearing that Li Gong chose to drink Fu Guobo's house and got drunk"

If he refuses to ride [horse] back in confusion, Yushan knows that he is a beautiful woman. Ziyun has something to say, do you know? Don't call the censor of the division.

181. "Starting at the fifth watch on the 26th and arriving at Fengxi before dawn"

Entering Fengxi at night is like entering a gorge, and the mountain torches illuminate the mountains and startle the apes. The lonely moon is still there on the top of the mountain, and the cold waves on the rocks are noisier at dawn. The old man is hidden behind the white clouds, and the sacred objects have turned into traces. An Demeng rode with the thunderbolt, and the horse fell over and the sky turned upside down.

182. "It will snow lightly on the night of December 14th, and I will go to Nanxi tomorrow morning to have a drink until night"

The snow in Nanxi is really priceless, and I can see it by walking [horse] and it is still there. I walked alone in search of traces, and was the first to cross Zhuqiao at dawn. Who can pity a broken house with no place to sleep? Sitting in a village without talking about hunger. Only the dusk crow knows the guest's intention, and is frightened by thousands of pieces of falling cold strips.

183. "The Sizhu Supervisor burned the reed garden because he summoned the capital to inspect firewood, Yi Xu Zuozang and his disciples."

The official garden cut the reeds and left dry branches, and set fire to them like red clouds in late winter. Even after all the withered trees have been burnt, they still have their roots. When the spring rain washes them off, they will all sprout. The yellow fox and the old rabbit are the most cunning, and they are always boastful when they bully all beasts. I don't realize this misfortune every year, but love comes to my house secretly. The wind returns to the flames, the curly hair and tail are hot, and the goshawk has already covered it when it comes out.The savages came to say that this was the happiest thing, and they walked out and returned to the car with their bare hands. The general patrolling the border was in the nearby town, and he called out with his spear and fork. If the garrison is idle for a long time, you can give it a try. Although the war drums are freezing, they are still in good condition. He is ambitious to fight the Nanjian tiger, and his formation is very similar to that of the Changshan snake. The frost is dry and the sound of fire is exploding in the wild, flying away with no way to go. When people are welcomed, they intercept arrows, and when dogs escape, they throw themselves into the blind. I'm not tired of hitting fresh horses, but I'm afraid that the setting sun will drive the crows to roost. The flags, flags, drums, and drums are sitting on the ground for several harvests, and the saddle is hung with a pheasant and a hare on the shoulder. The host prepares wine and gathers the guests, all of whom are drunk and talking late in the evening. The hair is burnt and the flesh is burnt, and there is no time to cut it. He drinks and tastes it and wants to chase Xiwa. Qingqiu Yunmeng is great in ancient times, how can it be a hundred times better than this? He suffered from being remonstrated by Yi Yi, and was ridiculed by his guests for his lewdness and extravagance. How is it like an idle official traveling to the mountains and towns, leaving the open space and not going to the court? The farmers and workers have finished their work, and the clouds are twilight. Although there are few chariots and riders, the guests are very good. When the horse is drunk and drunk, the horse is gone without warning. When hunting, the frost wind blows the hat.

184. "After the first day of Danyang, I will send it to Lu Yuanhan tomorrow at the beginning of spring"

A pile of red wisps of fine wormwood and fresh pepper flowers. Bamboo [Horse] is better to believe in old age when it is different, and Earth Ox will not say goodbye to spring tomorrow. It’s still early to get water from the West Lake, and it’s still early to watch the lanterns at the North Temple. Who is willing to remember the white hair and pale face, who is the person who sneezes frequently at dawn?

185. "Ciyun Sun Juyuan sent Li Sheng's two works to Lianshui and sent five unique works with his views"

How can the Liu people in Nanyue meet each other? Although the monkey doesn't have many children, why does Sheyan fall in love with Saihong? (In the past, I met Ju Yuan, Liu Gong's father, and Liu Xin in Shanyang, and we had a good relationship with each other. However, Ju Yuan, who was close to me, met again in Jingkou.) In his later years, the talented man finally found it difficult to advance, and he bravely retreated from the current rapids. Not only was Ershu admired, he should have had a view of Sun Tower. (Juyuan is close to the East China Sea, and the county has beautiful scenery and sparse buildings.) Mr. Soseki is in a dilemma. (Self-proclaimed.) You should know that travelers are worried and helpless, so they sent poems to Li Ling. (Called Li Junye.) The goddess' car is arranged in the clouds and rain, and the old and sick in Zhongzhou are afraid of people's praise. The poet An Ren was here at the time, and he was looking at the flowers all over the county in Heyang. (Sheng was appointed as the governor of the city.) Before I arrived in Jiaoxi, I can say that there will be no spring for mulberry trees and hemp crops. I don’t envy the people riding horses in Beijing, but I envy the boatmen in Huaiyue.

186. "I saw the post on the ninth day of the same year as Chao"

Looking up at the swans flying in the sky, I never think about wealth, fame and fame. The sick [horse] no longer has the ambition to travel a thousand miles, and the poet will bear the sorrow of the whole autumn. This has always been the case with Chongjiu since ancient times. Who will be given the West Lake after farewell? Send a son to be poor and worried, God has a purpose, and the mountains and rivers of Wuzhong need to be clear and poetic.

187. "My uncle sent his ancestors back to Shu, and the poet Yunren came to the Xiye store to rest on the pillow road."

Suo Mo Qi'an County, a minister came to visit. How to send someone home alone in the wind and snow. Thin bones will be broken due to cold, and beards will become thinner when picked. I am not willing to say farewell to death, but I am still afraid of returning alive. The sun is blowing across the river, and the snow is shining brightly across the fields. I remember that when I got home, I was hoeing. The moon shines through the fur, and the frost and snow astringe the sword. When I return home, I sit down behind closed doors and silently count my visits to the store. Brothers, I have nothing to send, but I need to repay you for your words. In old age, both of us have yellow hair, looking at each other, everything will be over. My old friend misses me, saying that I am thin. Still suffering from body problems, I have no peace of mind. My brother loves wine, now you can also drink. A cup of this will be recited, and everything will be in Handan's pillow. Where is Dongqian? Hanshijiangtou Road. Alas, Lord Wei Cheng, he lives in a new tomb in Caohuang. It’s also calm when the time comes, don’t cry because of the end of the road. When the Eastern Qian time comes, don’t send in any cattle or sheep. My dream goes with you, the pines and cypresses are green in the east. But entering Xizhou Gate, I will always be ashamed of the spirit of Beishan. There is no envy in being a beggar, but you can forget the difficulties if you bear rice. Don't shy away from entering the sword pass without a chariot or horse. I live up to my reputation and bring myself to my own detriment by cheering. Fortunately, no one knows about you, don’t be afraid that your family is stable. Bamboo skirts and skirts can be used to get married at any time. If nothing happens, it's like missing lovesickness, and the saddle is still one step away. After thousands of miles, I still live alone in a nunnery. You should laugh at making a living, just like grinding a donkey.

188. "On the 20th of the first lunar month, I went out to the suburbs with Pan Guo Ersheng to look for spring, but I suddenly remembered that it was the day last year."

The east wind refused to enter the east gate, and even went to find the old village. People are like Qiu Hong and there are letters, and things are like spring dreams without leaving a trace. After three glasses of Jiangcheng liquor, the wild old man smiled warmly. We have agreed to hold this meeting every year, so there is no need for old friends to summon their souls.

189. "Six Odes of the Second Rhyme from Where You Live"

A mountain elixir is planted in front of the hall, and it is scattered on the head of [horse]. Autumn chrysanthemums are planted behind the hall, and gold scraps are harvested to ward off the cold. If the plants and trees are sentimental, they comfort us in this fragrant age. The lonely man is enjoying himself, but he doesn't know the difficulty of traveling. The poet has many emotions and recalls the two capitals with flowers. The pomegranate has a positive color, and the jade tree has a false reputation. Charming autumn chrysanthemums, Zhuo Weishuang Zhongying. The cornus disk is illuminated by nine layers, and the valerians are two bright. Living in seclusion has an ancient meaning, and the well is divided into the west wall. Who said that three days of heat only requires a cup of coolness? Sir, he sat down and endured his thirst, while the crowd clamored and became rampant. The crowd dispersed and drank slowly, lingering for a long time. Mr. Tutuo has nothing to do with Liu Cha.How to entertain drunken guests while sniffing flowers. The water in the well is adjacent to the west, and the bamboo shade is borrowed from the owner's house. Xiao Ran is a walking monk who lives in the world. Dong Zhai planted cypress trees, which are now several feet long. I know that there is Huan Si [horse], and the hazel grass is used to hide it. Recently I heard that the new branches of Nantai pine are still stiff. This embrace over the years has never failed to shock the world. The new home has been covered with tiles, and there is no need to worry about wind and rain anymore. Alder plants and caged bamboos can also be found in small poems. If you still want to trouble the second master, he stabs the mountain and flies out. It should be dug a hundred feet long, and two husks should be used to carry an ox.

190. "Huangzhou? Is this poem composed by Ouyang Xiu?"

There is a foot of snow in Nanshan, and the whole mountain is covered with snow. The valley is deep and warm, and the plum blossoms should be in full bloom. It makes you tired of riding, so your chariot and horse stay in front of the mountain. He sings songs to attract wild old men, and we walk together in the green forest. The long pines provide high shade, and the rocks are suitable for drunken sleep. I only enjoy listening to mountain birds and writing about quiet springs with my harp. The desire of love makes you forget to return, but the world is too painful to hold you back. When I returned, I felt far away and the bright moon reached its peak.

191. "Picture of Lu Hong's Academic Hall? Is this poem composed by Su Che?"

It used to be the Taishihua, and Lu Yan was at the east foot. Go straight up to the Fengfeng altar, and you will be born in a cocoon overnight. There is no way to go back, and the wild valley is empty in front of my eyes. I know that there are thousands of old people, and the scroll is not full. There is a Lusheng everywhere, and there are trees with brown shade. If you are an outsider, why do you need to record your actions? Hundreds of years have passed, and the dogs and horses are in the same bundle. Sorry, I have been tired for the rest of my life, and I have never returned home. There are hundreds of acres of fields along the river, and bamboos are reflected in the clear springs. If you want to escape worldly fame, you don't need to go to the axis of the picture.

192. "Reply to Zimian's Three Poems? Is this poem written by Huang Tingjian?"

If you don't go to Lang Province, you should go to the slope of admonishment. I don't know how talented he is, but I am lucky to be without him in my old age. It's hard for a horse to get rid of a weak horse, and the neighboring chicken won't sing when it's frozen. How much fire is left in the cold furnace? How can there be darkness in the ashes? A surprisingly good sentence may make you proud of the prince. A virgin pays off his integrity, and he is a comical Anzuxiong. It's as deep as happiness, and as simple as Anfeng. Nothing tacky at all, Xiaqi Lin Xiafeng. Wanting to dance with Liu Yiyu, Xiaomei urged Damei to sing the song. The remaining pieces of pear blossoms fall from the dance, and what is the content of the scenery?

193. "Three poems about sending children across the ridge? Is the third poem composed by Ziyou?"

How can I be embarrassed to have been here for seven years? I want to try another spoonful of sweetness from Caoxi. In the dream, it seemed that I had moved overseas and arrived in the south of the Yangtze River without realizing it when I was drunk. Waves wash your feet and sound in the empty stream, and mist surrounds your clothes and drips green mist. Who sent the pheasant to suddenly startle, half of the rock flowers rained down. Submit a chapter and offer advice and talk a lot, but if you can avenge an injustice, you will be loyal and willing to die. A piece of red heart, the sun is falling, and there are several lines of clear tears in Yunnan. The glory returns to you and you wear Jiarui, and you live in solitude in Wanlan due to miasma. The west wind is blowing away the plum blossoms, but it is unclear who will welcome the [horse]. The mist in the mountains is always embarrassing, but the tea is still sweet when I return to the Central Plains. Whoever is destined to take pity on you will eventually turn against you, but if you don't have the intention, you will laugh and live in the south. Man's voice is accustomed to doubting the language, and spleen disease lingers in Linglan. Thanks to the pure water of the founder, all the dust is washed away.

194. "Uncle He Chao Mei"

On the other hand, they are both honest, but who can flatter each other if they slander each other? It was laughable after everything happened, but now it is gone in the dream. The precious materials are still in the empty valley, and the tired [horse] is traveling a long way. Not knowing the intention of creation, I am at a loss.

195. "Two Poems of a Hundred Steps to the Flood"

The long flood jumps into the waves, and the boat goes south like a shuttle. The navy is shouting and the geese are rising, and the rocks are quarreling along the line. Just like a rabbit flying and an eagle landing, a horse bets on a slope of thousands of feet. The broken string and the arrow were released from the pillar, and the flying lightning passed through the gap and the bead turned over the load. The four mountains are dizzy and the wind sweeps my ears, but I can see thousands of eddies arising from the flowing foam. Although I am happy in the mountains, why should Shui Bo praise the autumn river? The days and nights of my life pass by, and I sit down and sleep with a single thought that exceeds Silla. In the drunken dream, people are fighting for each other, how can you believe that thorns are buried in the bronze camel. I felt like I was looking down for a thousand eons, and when I looked back at the water, I felt like a snake. You look at the green rocks beside the rock. In ancient times, the holes were like bees’ nests. But if my heart has no place to live, even though the creation is driving like me. Return to the boat and the [horses] will go home and talk more about Master Xun Xun.

196. "Catching locusts, I arrived at Fuyunling, I was tired from walking in the mountains, and I had a child in my arms, two poems by my younger brother"

The frosty wind was approaching the Double Ninth Festival, and the wild chrysanthemums on the streamside were shining brightly. After a long journey in the abandoned mountains, I am still tired and tired, but I can still dance drunkenly in the village and soak in the waves. Sleeping alone in the forest has a good dream, but looking back on the world, there are many sorrows. Kill the horse, destroy the chariot, and then pass away. Where did the son come from to ask about Xingzang?

197. "Six Verses of the Second Rhyme from the Residence"

Dong Zhai planted cypress by hand, and it is now several feet long. I know that there is Huan Si [horse], and the hazel grass is used to hide it. Recently I heard that the new branches of Nantai pine are still stiff. This embrace over the years has never failed to shock the world.

198. "Leave an inscription about the Zhongxing Temple in Xianyoutan. There is a Jade Girl Cave in the east of the temple and a horse in the south of the cave."

The clear pool is a hundred feet clear and has no mud, and the mountains and trees are overcast and the valleys are covered with birdsong. Guests from Shu once visited Mingyue Gorge, and people from Qin are now in Wuling River. I climbed up to the study room alone to peer into the rock sinuses, and also visited the stone boudoir styled by the immortal Shu. There are still people who have not yet reached the heart of loving mountains and do not put their feet on the flying ladder.

199. "The cold food has not yet arrived on the lake, and the two county magistrates will be here first in the future."

The moon is setting over the city and the crows are still crying, and the red ramparts of Wubang have already filled the lake. The drums failed to welcome the five [horses], and the water clouds were already flying with two pairs of ducks. A boat with a yellow hat and a magpie tail on the mountain, and a magpie tail stove with green smoke. When I am old and sick, I just want to sleep in the spring, and I only seek a monk's couch to stay for a while.

200. "Two Poems of the Second Rhyme Zhou Xing Sends a Picture of Yandang Mountain"

pointed out that with the help of the medicine collector, the painting was transformed into the Great Sophora Palace. The small pavilion is bright with green smoke, and the cold teeth are chewing new poems in the snowy wind. Erhua travels to see the majestic Shaanxi right, and the nine immortals have now overwhelmed Jingdong. (I am about to go to the river, close to Taihua, and the Nine Immortals are in Dongwu, and the beauty is immortal in Yandang.) In this life, I have found the mountain points, and I have felt that the Wen Terrace has fallen into my hands. I have been with you in the West Lake for three years. The horse enters the dust and the crane enters the cage. I came from the East China Sea to see the sun alone, but Shiqiao went to Changhong first. After knowing farewell from afar, Tian Huafa went to the bottle to say that he was sick. The king of Shushan whom I hate has never seen him, and he joined hands with me to get drunk.

201. "Mr. Dong Chu learned about Meizhou and traveled to Anqiu to visit his former residence with his ancestors."

Baifa Lang, the old envoy to the emperor, is the most humane and literate person up to now. A chicken dares to forget the official sayings of the bridge and dismount to look for Dong Xiang's tomb. Although I was exempted from having to pay my salary in the winter months, I couldn't hear my neighbors playing the flute. Don't ask about the vast contract between life and death. I shed tears toward the white clouds in the southwest.

202. "On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, two poems by rhymes about encountering snow on Caizhou Road"

Orchid and Ju are in business, and the sun returns to their roots. Fang is worried about gathering the dusk snow, and is happy to welcome the dynasty. Recalling my former residence, the floating light moved the south pavilion. The pines and bamboos are half pouring, and the sunflowers and xuan are not counted. There are three paths of Yao grass and a bottle of well flowers. To this day, there are still traces of walking on the place where I chanted. Once you become an official, you will always be ashamed of Li Zhongyuan. It's shameful to be old, and you'll run south when you're in the snow. Buy an abandoned garden in a mountain city, and lift up the leafy leaves with your own hands. The long envoy was from Qi'an and pointed out the Guhou Garden. The lead paste dyes the mustache, and the roots of frost and snow are exposed. It's better to sit with your eyes closed and spend the night alone in Dan Mansion. Unexpectedly, in the midst of sorrow, Xixuan lived in Fangcun. The heavy snow is pressing down on the house, and I am not a child. Learn to rest all your life, sit and sleep for two days to get warm. I got off my horse and wrote poems about snow, and the ground was covered with whip marks. Standing and looking at the wilderness, the sad song is Li Yuan. When Dao meets a hunter, he points to a fox and a rabbit running from a distance. The traces can still be found, but there is no need to uncover the caves. Send thanks to Prime Minister Li, I will return to Qiuyuan.

203. "Cixu Chongyuan Yun was sent to Chengdu Gaoshidun to be under the jurisdiction of Chengdu"

The old prison in Zhizhong had a false reputation and was too lazy to travel thousands of miles to Yanshan Mountain. (Yu and Gaojun were envoys to Khitan, so they had to say goodbye.) Sit back and watch Feihong greet the envoys, and return with handsome horses for the beautiful city. The talented man was not destined to be a noble man, but he still wanted to control the Shu soldiers. Looking west to the snow-capped mountains and watching the flames burn out, you might as well drink a bottle of wine to commemorate your life.

204. "Ciyun Wang Jinqing went to Yuan Dynasty to serve Yan Duanmen"

html On the first month of the month, the nine doors opened, and the stars circled the terrace. You are dreaming in your pillow, and I am also a human being. The light moves the fairy ball, and the fragrance lingers in the chariot. There are thousands of [horses] in each other's company, and the decline and illness are like companions.

205. "Send Judge Feng to the Prosperous Kingdom"

General Killed the Dragon flew into the sky, and for ten years the sea was filled with red smoke. The roaring waves stood on the wall, and there were thousands of garrison warships with towers and oars. The orchid mountains are shaking, the beautiful mountains are dancing, and the little white peach blossoms are half swallowed. The barbarians do not wrap up the corpses of the strong men, but in the daytime the heroes live in the palace. The long whale comes from the east to drive away the sea squid, and the turtle with nine heads and six eyes in Tianwu. The teeth of the saws and chisels are as rotten as snow, and they slaughter the common people as if they have a vendetta against them. The spring thunder shakes the sea, and the dragon turns into a sea fish and settles down in the sea. The livelihood of fish and salt was slightly improved, and the service of tribute was rebuilt on the far island. The judge comes from a loyal and filial family, and he is the grandson of Dusong Jieshi. Economic means can fill all the holes, how can it be equal to the bow [horse]. The scriptures of history are poor in the day and the laws of war are at night. There are many different types of unicorns, horns and phoenix feathers. Directly turn benevolence and righteousness into flogging, and shame and treachery compete with swords and pens. I heard that the judge used to assist the Yuan army and plan the advance and retreat of the three armies. The envoy moved to Tao to deal with criminal matters, and the envoy sat down to return to the rites and music. Phoenix Pond and Qilin Pavilion reward good deeds and merit. The rain and dew in the nine days are deep, and the clouds are soaring thousands of miles away.

206. "Magnolia Order Ci Ma Zhongyu Yun"

I know that your immortal bones are free from cold and heat. We meet again at dusk after a thousand years. Therefore, I would like to say something else to annoy the beautiful woman, but I want to watch the rain on the pear branches. The fallen flowers have been driven back to the wind. Huaben Wuxinying complained privately. On the way home from the Ming Dynasty, I went down to the west of the pond, and there was no place where the orioles were singing and the flowers were falling.

207. "He Zi from Cold Food"

Cold Food is dark in February this year, and the deep green woods are already smoke. Who can borrow the steeds that circle the city? It will be easy to find famous gardens everywhere. But there is no need to compile the occasional poems for hanging the wine pot. Suddenly, I was startled by the sound of a singing song. Who on the river is managing the abandoned fields?

208. "Ciyun Kong Wenzhong recommended the official to see the gift"

I am an elk, so I am not in the posture of lying down. You are like a horse with sweat and blood, and you have the power to make a horse. They marched together on the main road, leading the troops to gallop. Hearing the sound of self-determination, he will receive Jiwei again. It is said that the emperor has sent Yan, and the sun has not faded in Mochu.When the road stops, even the donkeys and mules follow. The golden saddle is covered with green brocade, and the jade strap is covered with green silk. Believe it is beautiful when you watch from the sidelines, but you will feel good about it and dislike it yourself. They are all controlled by people, so why bother with salt and baggage. When you look at the horse, you don't dare to crow and peep. Adjusted to sleepy whip, only bones and skin remain. Everyone has their own ambitions in life, I will stick to this theory for a long time. Others laughed when they heard it and chatted with me about Ziqi. The rain accumulates while fasting and lying down, and the sick bones are bothered to support themselves. Autumn grass climbs the walls, frost leaves ring the steps. There are no guests in front of the door, so I dare to act like a hero. Wait for the official to report that you are coming and cut off the Mekong River. A pair of masters talk, forgetting that common people are humble. Today's poems are in vain, and they are as charming as a phoenix. There are so many steps to climb up the mountain and fall into the sea at the end of the sea. Take pity on my withered nature, and use it to nourish me. I am willing to imitate the worldly people and wash away and seek relief from scars. The virtuous day is used, and the Qing temple sings and sings. Hu Bu learned from Chang Qing and wrote the poem for the Zen ceremony in advance.

209. "Sending Prime Minister Zhang Xuanmin to the Provincial Examination"

Long Fei Jiazi is a hero, but I am still as old as I am. People compete with each other in spring orchids and laugh at autumn chrysanthemums, and the bright moon of heaven accompanies Chang Geng. Heirs to each family have heard poems and rituals, and they have become brothers when they meet their son. After washing my eyes, I went up to the forest to watch the jumping [horse], and I went to ancient Xuancheng first to express my congratulations. (My uncle was born in the same year as Zhang Shidu in Taiping Prefecture, and this is his son.)

210. "Li Qianjia sat down and wore flowers"

Twenty-eight beauties carried fine [horse] packs, and ten thousand fine wines were recorded in Weicheng Song. The willow catkins in front of the curtain startle the Spring Festival evening, and the flower branches on the head are still old. The dew-wet drunken towel is covered with fragrance, and the moonlight is full of shadows on the way home. When will I see the green beads playing the flute? I want to put the slanting red into the soap.

211. "Two Songs of Drinking in the Rain at Luqiu Jiangjun's House in Suzhou"

The small garden is overcast with dust, and the water on the square pond is about to form lines. I have already troubled the immortals to come and carry the rain. Don't send songs to stop in the clouds. I am willing to say wine to Qiluo, and try to make the words angry in the red dress. Tonight, remember to wake up and smell the empty steps alone. Returning from the Five Periods, my temples are not yet frosty, and my eyebrows are ringed and sitting in a row, shining brightly. Call the boat to the ferry to welcome Qiu Nu, and stop by the [horse] bridge to ask Tai Niang. He once entertained Bai Fu with four strings, and dared to fight the king of Wu with a hundred herbs. Today, I am smiling and guarding in a romantic manner, painting my halberd in the air and condensing the fragrance of feasting and sleeping.

212. "Two Poems from Beitaibi Shu after Snow"

The rain is still falling in the dusk, but the night is quiet and the wind has not turned serious. But I felt like water was splashed on my quilt, and I didn't know that salt had been piled up in the courtyard. At five o'clock, the color of dawn comes to the book cover, and the cold sound falls on the painted eaves in the middle of the night. Try scanning the north platform to see the [horse] ears. There are no double tips if they are not buried. On the first day of the city, there were crows, and there were no cars on the clear mud on the street. Millet rises in the frozen jade tower, and flowers bloom in the eyes of the sea as the light shakes silver. The locusts that have entered the ground should be thousands of feet long, and there are several locusts in Lianyun. The old illness makes me sigh and my poetry power fades away. I chant icicles in the air to recall Liu Cha.

213. "On the Qingzhou Road in heavy snow, there is Huaidong Wuyuan Pavilion addressed to Kong Zhouhan"

The snow on the transcendental stage, the city walls and the mountains and rivers are both unique. The sea breeze breaks the green glass, and you can see the white silver towers on the three mountains. There is snow in front of the public hall, and the green windows and red doors are bright and dim. The beauty in the hall is as beautiful as snow, with a dazzling smile on her teeth and cheeks. The snow in Zhongshan Hall is even more strange, and the green pines and strange rocks are confusing. Only if you can't return from your travels, you will get on your horse at five o'clock and frown. I don't see you. Li Shizhong from Huaixi went into Caizhou at night to capture Wu Yuanji. Meng Haoran from Xiangyang was not seen again, riding a donkey on the Chang'an Road and reciting poems about snow. Why should we drink fine wine behind closed doors, and no one will discredit the Hedong Shou?

214. "Send to Chi Shiyuan Sanyouzi before Jun"

Sleeping in the open air for 600 miles, drinking water from the Nanjiang River in the Ming Dynasty. I didn't see Feng Ying's rhinoceros horn, but I met Jade Snow King's son first. (At that time, I met Wang Lang in Jianchang, heading north.) If I want to talk to the bed all night long, I must wear a star to stand up when I think of you. At night, I dreamed of being less than a tug. (Yuan's nickname is Hu'er.) There were two ears hanging down at the point of the tug. I recall that the spring in Jinan has not yet moved, and the three sons went out to welcome the remaining snow. When I moved to the east of the ancient river, I was full of wine and meat and was happy. Now I am haggard and weak, and I am carrying you on a journey against your will. You will be surprised to see me when you leave the city. There is no need to be ashamed of being healthy and poor. I stayed for Nai Weng for ten days, so what’s the point of relying on the electricity and joy? But when you are in a hurry to write a new poem, one drunken man and two men are better than wine.

215. "Rehmannia glutinosa"

Rehmannia glutinosa is fed to old [horses], and it can make light discern people. I heard the words of Lok Heaven, which are likened to the body of [horse] giving. I am weak and helpless, with droopy ears and lack of energy. Transplanting is accompanied by fertile soil, and the crops are lush and blooming for the new year. Submerged in water, you get the young roots, and heavy soup nourishes the old seeds. Throw in Aqing from the East, and Chun from the North Sea. Yami helps sweetness and coldness, and mountain ginger is fragrant and pungent. Melted into cold food, Yan makes Rui Luzhen. Fire is stored in the Dantian, and the lungs will produce fluid even if they are thirsty. May the heat in my heart wash away the dust in my chest.

216. "Ci Yun Gao Yao Ling Liu Shi was sent to the Xiashan Temple"

The news is not much good, and the old learning can be put aside. Just like the master of the hidden season, he did not escape from Meifu in a hurry. The jejunum is full of thoughts, and it is as quiet as a cluster of silkworms. An inch of field bears the first fruits, which are as beautiful as copper growing green. The thorns have been swept away, and the pears and jujubes are worried about not being ripe.A high man would rather cast gold, while a lowly man would rather wear jade. You look at the mountains and passes, and I want to wear a scarf. I once climbed to Luofu Peak and also to Zhuming Valley. Turn around and look at the real calendar block, and then go back to sleep in the broken house. My old friend is still an official, and his taste of the world is as thin as a silk ribbon. He occasionally laughs at girls who are crossing the river, and he is not afraid of bathing in wild rivers. I was surprised to hear that the ruler book had arrived, and I was delighted to have a new poem. Ying Lian Wu Guanke, once served as governor of eight states. Bones are sold by slander and words are used, and courage breaks the jailer's cruelty. Long clouds are not easy to send, but river moons are easy to carry. The distant Qingyuan Temple is not called an empty belly. The donkey's steps are shattered by force, and the strings and pillars of the short harp are rushed. Look up at the falling fountain and listen to the sound of the stone hub. Thousands of peaks pass through the clearing, and there is no turning back. The thunder was so loud that I couldn't speak, and the lightning was so loud that I couldn't even see it. You should know that the monk is always hungry and sitting on the mountain has little meat. There is no north or south in the world, and the snail corners are empty and shrinking. There are ninety-nine springs in Qiu Chi. (There are ninety-nine springs in Qiu Chi. I dreamed of them and wrote a poem. Song Shao is thirty-six. Zi buys Tianyang Zhai from near and looks north to Mount Song. It is very close.) Heaven and man have the same dream, and immortals There are no two records. The poor country is really old, and the psychology is also rough. Then he returned to the blazing sky, and his long life illuminated the sea alone. (A poem about the flames of the sky retreating. A poem written by Lu Zhi near Huang said: There is an inch candle in the lotus, and the female [horse] burns hundreds of rivers in the sea. Lu Zhi has something to gain from being close.)

217. "Ci Yun Kong Wenzhong Tui Guan Sees a Gift"

I This elk has the nature of a deer, so he is not in the posture of lying down. You are like a horse with sweat and blood, and you have the power to make a horse. They marched together on the main road, leading the troops to gallop. Hearing the sound of self-determination, he will receive Jiwei again. It is said that the king's dynasty has flourished, but the day of Mochu has not yet faded away. When the road stops, even the donkeys and mules follow. The golden saddle is covered with green brocade, and the jade strap is covered with green silk. Believe it is beautiful when you watch from the sidelines, but you will feel good about it and dislike it yourself. It's all done by people, so why bother with salt and baggage. When you look at the horse, you don't dare to crow and peep. Adjusted to sleepy whip, only bones and skin remain. Everyone has their own ambitions in life, I will stick to this theory for a long time. Others laughed when they heard it and chatted with me about Ziqi. The rain accumulates while fasting and lying down, and the sick bones are bothered to support themselves. Autumn grass climbs the walls, frost leaves ring the steps. There are no guests in front of the door, so I dare to act like a hero. Wait for the official to report that you are coming and cut off the Mekong River. A pair of masters talk, forgetting that common people are humble. Today's poems are in vain, and they are as charming as a phoenix. There are no stairs to climb up the mountain, and you fall into the sea to get lost in the end of the river. Take pity on my withered nature, and use it to nourish me. I am willing to imitate the worldly people and wash away and seek relief from scars. The virtuous day is used, and the Qing temple sings and sings. Hu Bu learned from Chang Qing and wrote the poem for the Zen ceremony in advance.

218. "Rehmannia glutinosa"

Rehmannia glutinosa is old [horse] and can be used to supervise people. I heard the words of Lok Heaven, which are likened to the body of [horse] giving. I am weak and helpless, with droopy ears and lack of energy. Transplanting is accompanied by fertile soil, and the crops are lush and blooming for the new year. Submerged in water, you get the young roots, and heavy soup nourishes the old seeds. Throw in Aqing from the East, and Chun from the North Sea. Yami helps sweetness and coldness, and mountain ginger is fragrant and pungent. Melt into cold food and swallow as auspicious delicacies. Fire is stored in the Dantian, and the lungs will produce fluid even if they are thirsty. May the heat in my heart wash away the dust in my chest.

219.Later》

I used to be in the fields, but I only knew sheep and cattle. The Chuanping ox has a stable back, like riding a boat with hundreds of dendrobiums. The boat moves without people and the shore moves by itself. I am lying down reading a book without knowing it. There are a hundred sheep in front of me, and the sound of my whip is like a drum and a rhinoceros. I will not whip out recklessly, I will whip them as they are the latter. Grass and trees grow in the swamp, and the grass grows sick for cattle and sheep. Looking for mountains and crossing pits and valleys, my muscles and bones are strong. Smoke and raincoats grow under the forest. As I grow old, I can only see paintings in the sky. In the world, [horses] shoot the east wind with their ears, and regret that they will not grow up to be many bulls.

220. "There is a jade girl's cave in the east of Zhongxing Temple in Xianyoutan. There is a horse in the south of the cave."

Dare to cross the clear pool, a hundred feet clear of mud, the mountains and trees are overcast and the valleys are filled with birdsong. Guests from Shu once visited Mingyue Gorge, and people from Qin are now in Wuling River. I climbed up to the study room alone to peer into the rock sinuses, and also visited the stone boudoir styled by the immortal Shu. There are still people who have not yet reached the heart of loving mountains and do not put their feet on the flying ladder.

221. "Xiuzhou Monk Benying Jingzhaotang"

Birds never forget to fly, and [horses] are always thinking about Chi. It is better to be silent and listen to what is being said. If you look at people who are tired of doing things, they will be even more sad if they have nothing to do. The poor and the lowly are miserable, and the rich and noble are exhausted. The name of the hall is Jingzhao, who does this sentence refer to? A recluse in the world has no timely resources. I have no regrets about old age and death, and amuse myself in a boat. I'm afraid I can't see you, but I'm willing to do it.

222. "Han Gan's Fourteen Horses"

Two [horses] are driven together with eight hooves, and the two [horses] have round necks and tails. One [Horse] raised his head and raised his back, while the other [Horse] avoided long neighing. The old beard Xi Guan rides and cares, the predecessor is [马] Tong [horse] language. After that, eight horses were drinking and walking, and the slightest flow of kisses seemed to make a sound. The former helps the cranes come out of the forest, while the latter wants to get involved in the cranes and bend down to peck at them. The last [horse] is in the middle of the dragon. It does not neigh, does not move, and shakes its tail in the wind. Han Sheng's painting of "Horse" is really "Horse", and Su Zi's poems are like seeing paintings. There is no Bole or Han in the world. Who should read this poem and painting?It is said that at the foot of Jingshan Mountain in the northeastern part of the county, water can accumulate in ditches and ditches. Because I went to see Wang Hucao, the king of Wu Zhengzi, and looked at each other, the ground was full of rocks, but I couldn't find it. I also went to Shengnu Mountain. There were stone chambers like tombs, but no coffins or Yunsong Si [Ma] Huan. There are two poems by the two sons of the tomb, followed by two rhymes, which are not easy to cover with side hands. The rushing water sweeps through thousands of houses in an instant. It was suspected that Zhibo was besieging Zhao at the beginning, but Zhang Tang still wanted to attack him. I have been here for a long time, and I will give up my hard work in life. Your decision is really laughable, and there is a faint sound of thunder and the sound of the bicycle. The vast clear water surrounds Gu Cen, and the return journey is about to come. Try to wear the mango shoes, and the pine torch shines deep into the sky. Even if the commanding officer [horse] can dig out stones, there is still a man who can dig out gold. Forcibly writing about the years left on Cangya, who knows his heart at this time in his years.

223. "Traveling to Fahua Mountain with the Hu Clan Tribe"

The wave lake is about to end and the mountain is the boundary, and the Hanquanluo Gaopai is the first to be seen. The Taoist has not released the spring out of the mountain, but the empty hall has winding and clear water. Even though you are old and still playing tricks, the green boats and red boats are dancing vigorously. With a smile, the cup of water splashed onto her skirt, and Yu Huan washed her feet and made waves. The long pine supports the sky dragon to stand up, the green vines fall and the valley clouds collapse. It's strange to look up and see through the dense sky. Who said that there are forty-eight thousand hectares, and the vast east is covered by the sun. On the way home for ten miles, the wind was filled with lotus flowers, and I heard a cappella song and heard the dew and sage leaves. (On this day, there is a musician who made this sound.) I am a young man, Mu Zhenyin, with white hair and blue clothes. Suddenly I met a good scholar and a famous mountain, and it was so different from the dead poplars and [horses] scabies. You are like a luan and a crane that occasionally floats and falls. How can the six feathers like clouds be forged for a long time? If you don't write down the new sentences here and there, you may be in debt to the mountains.

224. "Plum Blossoms with Taixu of Qin Dynasty"

The bones of the scholar in West Lake are haggard, only this poet can overwhelm him. Mr. Dongpo was disheartened and was annoyed by his love for you. Passionately ride [horse] until dusk, the remaining snow fades late and the moon rises early. Thousands of trees at the head of the river are about to be dark in spring, but a branch outside the bamboo is better. At the foot of Gushan Mountain, where I sleep drunk, the waist of my skirt is decorated and not swept away. Spring comes with thousands of miles of guests, and flowers are sent to beauties after ten years. I was already sick when the flowers bloomed last year, but I am careless with the flowers this year. It is better to bring spring back with the wind and rain, collect the lingering fragrance and return it to Hao.

225. "Going to Chaoran Terrace to Present to the Prefect Huo Xiang"

In the past, I drank from the Uquan Spring in Farewell Changshan, and spent the cold weather among dragons and snakes. The children in the mountains clapped their hands and laughed, asking me why I should return when I went west. I haven't gone to the bamboo [horse] appointment for ten years, and I am alone in the boat with the fishing coop. Once again, the elders are happy that I am here, helping the young and old to cover each other. At that time, the baby was only seven feet tall, but I was able to keep my beautiful face. I asked who the prefect is for now, who protects the Qiang and fills the country with no stains on his temples. (Xiang said that he had made great contributions to the farming in Xihe.) He worked hard with cattle and wine, and no longer laughed at the coldness with qiju. Aloof, I buy wine and look for old traces, and there are still poems and poems that are stubborn and tenacious. The sun sets over the lonely cloud on the horse's ear, shining on the golden and green servant girl. Qinqi has been flowing water since ancient times, jumping under the waves and ringing the ring. May the public talk and laugh like a stone platform, and sit in the city wall to create a stream and bay.

226. "Shi used to serve as a distinguished figure in the spring and summer of last year, and the turn of autumn and winter came one after another."

Pupils, sun and feet are still clear at dawn, and the thin locust flowers are warm from zero. Sitting and reading the half-corridor temple of Zhugong, I watched the yellow sky rising from the sky. (Pupshe Lu Gong, his disciple Han Gong, and Zuo Cheng Liu Gong all used their lecture seats to make great use of themselves.) The emperor first broke through the early morning cold, and the tea bowl was still stained with dry tongue. Your Majesty, all the men are standing in the sky, so you should regret not being a Confucian scholar. The two cranes are tired and sick, and they have been riding in the pavilion for many years. Mistakenly hearing that Jiuzou chatting is flying, you may end up lingering and pecking and swallowing. Even though I was born in a turbulent place, I still have a heart of stone in my old age. He must be an old layman from Xiangshan. His connections in life are shallow and his roots are deep. (Letian removed the governor of Zhongzhou from Jiangzhou Sima, and appointed the host and guest doctor Zhongzhi to make the imperial edict, so he paid homage to Zhongshusheren. Although Shi did not dare to compare himself, he was relegated to Huangzhou, where he knew Wendeng and was called Yicao. The servants, old and young, have similar origins, and they often enjoy the leisure time of this old man.)

227. "He Wang Jinqing inscribed Li Boshi's painting of horses"

The governor has a good [horse], which is not surprising to you. Gu collects the shadow on the paper, where does the horse's bones return? Once he saw Ying Ce, the ants were frightened and their flesh flew away. How could it be that if you don't meet [horse], you have been crazy for half your life.

228. "Sending Cao Fu to Fujian"

Cao Zi was a Confucian and a knight-errant, and his writing style turned the tide. When the horses and soldiers go back and forth, the wind cracks the crown of Confucianism. The poems are written horizontally, but the ink has never been dry. Once you travel far away, the world of mortals will be separated by a rocky beach. Sheep's mouth is burnt all her life, and the sea is salty and sour. When you drink lychees, you don't think about alfalfa. I am also a person from Jianghai, and the city and the government are not safe. I am often afraid of Qingxia's aspirations and sit with my white hair. When Yuan Mingfu returned, he dismissed his official position after talking and laughing. What should I do now? It is difficult to ask for good health. Pingjun asked Qinghuai, how many poles of autumn water are there now? When will my boat sail? The frost, dew, and sun are already cold.

229. "Ci Qian Yun Farewell to Liu Jingwen"

The white clouds cannot be moved in the sky, and the bright moon will not stay in the corner of the courtyard. Weijun traveled eight hundred miles to the west and sat there for ten days without doing anything.Passers-by didn't recognize Hu Shangshu, but they saw a majestic man. (The king, one [horse], and two servants visited each other without hesitation, and many of the incoming travelers called him Shangshu, which means that the king is the head of the capital.) Who knows that he loves poetry and wine to the core, but he is drunk and wants to be supported by his eyebrows. I write about my liver and lungs to others, and the world will know that I have frosty sideburns. (There is a poem in front of you that I sent to you: The whole world knows that people’s hair is full of frost, and there are no chrysanthemums planted during the Double Ninth Festival.) I own Ouyang, Zhao, and Chen, so how can I say that the Master is too circuitous? Recently I saw three more willow trees, sharing a warm meal with rugs. The wine and food are sour, thin, red and pink, only the Yingshui is clear and juicy. Once the loneliness and wind and rain dissipate, who will remember the moon and me in the shadow? (In the county, Ouyang Shubi, Zhao Jingkuang, and Chen Lu often visited each other. When Jingwen came back, Liu Jiezhi also saw him in a few days. The number of guests was unprecedented. However, in a few days, Shubi, Jingwen, and All warnings are gone.) When will I return to sail and rebuke the river? The spring wine will turn into Gantang Lake. (Jing Wen lives in Jiujiang, near Gantang Lake.)

230. "Ci Yun and Bachelor Chao Wujiu greet each other"

The young man only knows Chao Xincheng, but behind closed doors he sweeps the scrolls. There is a chat room in the chest, but the Qin army is sitting there and guarding it. If you have a son, you will not set up a cone for planning, and you will forget the cold and hunger. Duan is like Taishi's ox [horse] running away, Yan Xu dare not even rip his cap off. Pei Hui didn't treat him with suspicion. He knew that you had family rules in vain. I went to Yingzhou to avoid people and chat, and I really enjoyed Huaihai with me. Qiu Chi Qian Renyan in the dream. Then he wanted to take me Qingxiayi. I must also return my family and my wife's plan. My original return path leads to the southwest. The old man drank with no one to help him, and watched the red medicine pour out in vain. Every time I go to Pingshan, I remember the drunkard. I know that you will miss me someday. Children meet each other with laughter on the roadside, singing together and everything turns to be empty. Thanks to the romantic and virtuous people, I can still bear the spring breeze that rolls ten miles away.

231. "East New Bridge"

A group of whales pass through the iron cable, carrying neon across the sky. The first one swings over the snowy river, and the last one plunges into the collapsed cloud stream. Machine teeth let the letter shrink. Ebbs and flows with highs and lows. The windlass rolls up the giant rope, and the green dragon hangs on the long embankment. When running on a boat, avoid violent contact; when leaving the raft, avoid collision and crowding. What is the meaning of a bridge? It spreads joyfully to the east and west. The elders are ignorant, but they laugh and strive to climb the ranks. Fish and dragons also fled in fright, and thunder and hail produced [horse] hooves. Sorry, this disease has been involved for a long time, and the public and private difficulties have been left behind. Traitors take this risk and appear like hawks. It's like selling a lost ship's pot, like going up the stairs. I don’t know how many people have died in the past hundred years. Little did he know that on the waves, it was as peaceful as the hall and the boudoir. There is no morning and night travels, no support for drunks and sick people. Let you drink my words and cut the cowless chicken wonderfully. Not to mention that the two sons are tired and sigh that I donated my waist and rhinoceros. (Two men built the bridge, and I tried to help with the rhinoceros belt.) I am also a longevity envoy, and I will listen to your words and help you. It should always be repaired before it is broken, and do not let it bite the navel later.

232. "Xixin Bridge"

In the past, the bridge had thousands of pillars, and the lake was like a broken neon. Fuliang sinks into puddles, and broken boards follow the stream. Smiling to see if the far shore is gone, I sit down and feel lonely in the city. Because of the gap between agriculture and rural areas, we walked a little further into Baibu Embankment. There are no strong plants in Yanzhou, and the water is pushing lightly. Who is here for thousands of years, Tiezhu Luofuxi. Unique rock salt wood, termites dare not enter. It's like cutting out a copper hump, like cutting out an iron horse's hooves. The rocks are like whip stones, and the mountains and rivers are not like Kuaiji. Sorry, I've been using my pen for a long time, but I can't write on paper. Xiao Ran doesn't have a ruler and wants to construct a flying ladder. A hundred feet of mud fell upon a hundred feet of mud. (Under the stone slats of the bridge pillars, there are solid wood, and the rest of the raft is buried in the mud, which is called the top pile.) The treasure money came out of the golden boudoir. (Ziyou's wife, Shi, entered the house in a short time and was given thousands of gold coins to help.) The elders and elders gathered together for joy, and there was no time to carry the baskets and pots. After three days of drinking, he killed all the West Village chickens. It seems that a hundred years ago, there was a rhinoceros in the sea and near the lake. (Fenghu Lake was formerly known as Crocodile Lake, and there were sharks and crocodiles on the cover.) But the valley of the mausoleum has changed, and terrestris grows in the dry areas. Don’t forget this day later, wading through the navel in winter.

233. "You Lao Chu"

In the northeast corner of my wall, there is the old valley of Zhang Wangwei. The first oak tree is big, and the leaves are mulberry and fertile. [Horse]'s breasts are swollen, and her bayberry is ripe. Hu is looking for land, but he has no wood to support it. Climb it to get public salary, and use it to plant pines and chrysanthemums. Jingyan asked for its use, and he got five or six. The skin is Cai Houzhi, and the son is recorded in Tongjun. Huang Zhen is trained to become a prime material, and the tan face is made into jade. Sprinkle the fungus into it, and the remaining light will spit out candles. Although there is no proud frost festival, I am lucky enough to avoid being poisoned by madness. The solitary root is weak, and the physiology is weak. Throwing an ax is a poem, and virtue and resentment are redeemed by each other.

234. "A Gift from Changshan to Liu Ban"

When Liu Hou was young, his horse was carrying instant noodles. The goose with the bow will fall by itself, without waiting for the white feather to penetrate.

235. "Seeing the Moon from the Cow's Mouth"

I have fallen asleep in silence with the window closed, the moon's feet hang down with a lonely light. I put on my clothes and looked around, and the dew fell on my clothes. The mountains and rivers are of the same color, as vast as wading into the wilderness. Feeling restless and sleepless, I look around alone and wandering. Suddenly I recall that in the Bingshen year, it rained heavily in Beijing. There was a night battle in the Cai River, crossing the south of the country. The chariots and horses were no longer seen, and they were all fighting against each other. The new autumn has suddenly cleared up, and there is still vast ocean in Jiumo.The night market in Longjin is also brightly lit. The new moon is as bright as day, and the sparse stars cast a cold glow. I don’t know that the noise in Jingguo is called Jianghu Township. Today I came to Niukouzhu and saw the desolate moonlight. But I miss my old travel destination, full of yellow sand and dust.

236. "Yong'an Palace? Today's Yong'an Gate is the ruins of the palace?"

The mausoleums and valleys have changed over the ages, but the Forbidden City has survived. I wandered around and asked the elders, but the only one I found was Yongan Gate. There are many tourists from Chu and Shu, and the carriages and horses are noisy at night. If you don't see Chonglou, who knows how respected it was in the past. I beg you, the late Lord of Shu, for defeating this dead soul. The only thing that should be done is to righteously die, so that the public can be burned.

237. "Yang Qi of Western Shu was very poor twenty years ago, but now he is also poor."

Those who heard the weeping in the post house were very complaining and asked, "Is it because I was rich in the past and now poor? Is this why I wrote a poem and presented it to Yang Jun?" One title was given to Yang Qi, and the current title is used as a guide. The lonely village is gradually experiencing the coolness of autumn with the gentle rain. Traveling against the road is worrying about people complaining about the long nights. Sleepless, we look at each other but look at the [horse], weep sadly, one composes a tragic song, and the others answer each other coldly. The cold weather stagnates the crops, and the sky is still leaning against the wall at the end of the year. I urge you to have a cup of tea and go back to sleep. There is a vast sea of ​​wealth and poverty in the world.

238. "Thank you Cao Zifang for Hui Xincha? Is this poem written by Liu Fenxun?"

Chen Zhiwenhua fights against the stone, and Jinggong's poems are praised again. Even if you are not allowed to have the title of dragon on your forehead, why should you have a [horse] cao if you are a high-ranking official? The word "kedou" has been hidden in the capsule for a long time. The mountains and rivers of Nanzhou can help me, and my eloquence is better than Guangsao.

239. "A gift to Zhong Mianzi? Is this poem written by Huang Tingjian?"

Nanpu was facing each other in the dusk in rain, and Jingzhou was full of snow and we were happy to see each other again. Having a son with talent is like an unruly [horse], knowing that your heart is like a withered pine tree. Reading books leisurely should be more interesting, and being around others makes you want to be more careless. When I look at the pen and inkstone in Qingxuan, a cup of wine will make my face more beautiful.

240. "What do you think of Tainan when talking about martial arts? Is this poem written by Huang Tingjian?"

In the cold weather in September in the mountain city, Tainan Road in Jiangwu was bent over. The boy was riding a horse in the rain, and the village boy was leaning against the wall to watch. The crows are crows, the autumn wind is blowing, the egrets are standing, the fishing boats are drying up at night. The flowers seem to be worth giving as gifts last year, and the flower arranger has shed his tears.

241. "Three Songs for Listening to the Zheng in the Wenshan Hall of Ciyunjing"

Suddenly I recalled Han Gong's two wonderful ladies, and the pipa and zheng rhyme was lost. It's better than Jiang Zuo's crazy luck, and it's like fighting in the east with hundreds of grasses and whiskers. [Horse] mounts the huqin and plugs the shu. There is no one behind Zheng Zhongcheng. The poem becomes a painting, the candle floats with golden embers, and the eight-foot-long hero wants to burn his beard. Di flowers and maple leaves recall Qin Shu, and the strings are so thin that they are almost gone. Don't pick on drunkards with Hu Qin, look back at the frost halberd and Chu Gong's beard.

242. "Three Songs for Listening to Zheng in Wenshan Hall of Ciyunjing"

[Horse] Get on the fiddle and plug it into the Shu, there is no one after Zheng Zhongcheng. The poem is like a birch candle floating with golden embers, and the eight-foot-long hero wants to burn his beard.

243. "Four poems of Ci Yunzi sent by the envoy Khitan to Zhuozhou"

Hu Yang had to sleep peacefully on behalf of [Ma], and spent a whole day in the south of poverty. I also saw Ziqing holding Han Jie, and I saw the old man weeping in front of the mountain in the distance.

244. "Guo Lun"

The fierce warriors in Hexi are unknown. At sunset, Jinting passed the boat. Passers-by may think that the horse is thin, but they don’t know that the iron pole is as big as a rafter. Because it is said that there will be no war in the West for a long time, I am willing to be the first to fight. I should rely on Shi and my eyes to watch your flying arrows gather on the carpet.

245. "Three poems are presented in the same row upstairs at the Shangyuan Drinking Room"

The old and sick travel through thousands of [horses], and the people of Jiuqu are dispersed one after another. When I came back, there was a broken lamp, and there was still a message to send my dear gentleman.

246. "Traveling to Fahua Mountain with the Hu Ci Tribe"

When Pi Lake is about to end and the mountain is the boundary, Hanquanluo Gaopai can be seen. The Taoist has not released the spring out of the mountain, but the empty hall has winding and clear water. Even though you are old and still playing tricks, the green boats and red boats are dancing vigorously. With a smile, the cup of water splashed onto her skirt, and Yu Huan washed her feet and made waves. The long pine supports the sky dragon to stand up, the green vines fall and the valley clouds collapse. It's strange to look up and see through the dense sky. Who said that there are forty-eight thousand hectares, and the vast east is covered by the sun. On the way home for ten miles, the wind was filled with lotus flowers, and I heard a cappella song and heard the dew and sage leaves. Alas, I am a young man, Mu Zhenyin, who has white hair and a blue shirt. Suddenly I met a good scholar and a famous mountain, and it was so different from the dead poplars and [horses] scabies. You are like a luan and a crane that occasionally floats and falls; six feathers are like clouds, how can they be long? If you don't write down the new sentences here and there, you may be in debt to the mountains.

247. "Ci Yun Yang Bao Early Spring"

The poor alleys are desolate and the suffering is not peaceful, but the courtyard of the king's family is full of spring. Don't hesitate to ride on the thin [horse] through the snow, and come to listen to the beauty secretly tramping on the sand. To break the hatred, you need to worry about Qujiang. Who will blame Xi'e again when you grow older? Good times and happy things are difficult to combine in ancient times. With white hair and blue shirt, I also sing. Chatting about growing vegetables in the drizzle suburban garden, Leng Guan's family can be opened. I have been in court for three days and my kindness is great. I don’t know where I am when I sleep.

248. "Thanks to Renjian and the First Two Poems"

has divided the wine glass to bully the weak, and dares to challenge the poems and rhythms. The sentence "fishing coir" is good and must be painted, and the catkins are talented but not salty. The defeated shoes still have the feet of Dongguo, and the flying flowers are dancing on the eaves of immortals.The career of a scholar is really ridiculous, and the tip of his pen fades even though it's cold. The wind and teeth of Jiumo are fighting, and the silver cup is chasing the [horse] and the car. I also know that if I don't make a strong jade, I can't help but bloom flowers instantly. When you get wine, you will be happy and sad. Whose house will you be lying in bed behind closed doors? You must love the warm sun in front of the stage, but the cold fish under the ice are gradually forkable.

249. "I heard that Qiao Taibo exchanged for Zuozang and knew Qinzhou, and he used poems to invite people to drink"

This year, the general died, and the poems are clear in dreams and believe in God. [Horse] It’s a fine thing to wrap a corpse in leather, but it’s even more important to have a tiger’s head eat meat. The cold clouds pressed against the yellow grass miasma, and the feather fans waved their white kudzu towels sideways. After drinking heavily for a few days now, the moonlight in Xixuan is new at night.

250. "The Picture of the Horses and Horses in the Book of Han Qian"

Under the Nanshan Mountain, between the Wei and Wei Rivers, I want to see the Kaiyuan Tianbao Year. Eight squares are divided into Qinchuan and Qinchuan, with 400,000 horses like clouds and smoke.铓駓骃骊骝騵, white fish, red rabbit, emperor AA9. The dragon's head and phoenix's neck are ferocious and graceful, and their postures are graceful and virtuous. With green eyes and a beard, her hands and feet are fresh. When she is old, she cuts and brushes for the emperor's leisure. Three thousand people are waiting in their robes by the pond, their red makeup illuminates the sun and flows into the abyss. The jade dragon downstairs is vomiting cold air, and it is turbulent to walk back and forth. All the workers licked the pen and Zhu Qian, Mr. Cao Ba's disciple Han. The stable [horse] is fleshy and round, and it is particularly difficult to draw bones in the flesh to praise it. The saddle is embroidered with golden restraints and jade. The whip will burn the whole world, but it is not so close to nature. The flat sand is fine, the grass is green and the awns are green, and the rabbits are vying for the first place. Wang Liang flew to the sky with his plan, why should he bow his head and serve the short shaft?

251. "Hezi traveled with Yan Changdao to build a pavilion and plant willow trees in Hongxiangdi."

During the daytime, he sat in the Yamen without a warm seat. When he came back, he closed the pavilion and spent the whole day leisurely. When I heard the guest lying down, I fell down to greet him, my eyes were covered with sleep. Surabaya is within walking distance to the east of the city, and the road turns white with floods and rivers. An De's green-silk horse rides on the ripples under the willow shade. Standing three feet high, between the two hooves, the mane is vibrating and making a long cry. The young man's excitement has faded for a long time, but he recalls Jialing and walked around Jianguan. The carriages on the Jianguan Avenue are on square tracks. How can it be difficult for you to return home if you don't go? Old friends in the mountains should laugh, when will they return to building houses and planting willows?

252. "Dragon Boat Festival Tour is really like Chi Shiyuan, Ziyou is at the wine shop"

One day I said goodbye to Ziyou, but I counted seven Dragon Boat Festivals. The body is tied with colorful silk, and the heart is suffering from Changsha. This year the [horse] is coming, and the festive nights are numbered. The children are happy to welcome me, and they are equipped with standard clothes and chicken millet. The water cake is nostalgic, but the rice bowl is still sympathetic to Chu. He said that he must be drunk and speak Xichuan dialect quickly. I would rather know that I am an official, a person who is troubled and trapped. He went out alone with his three sons to visit Zen ancestors in ancient temples. Gao Tan Fu Liang Luo, (Liang, Luo, Chi, Shi nickname). The rhythm of poetry reaches Ahu. When he came back, he made fun of him to console him for the long discord.

253. "A Gift from Hotan Zhongxuan"

The white-haired Jiangnan Drunk Commander [horse] calls Brother Yin again when he is relieved. The cold wave should not be unfaithful, and the travelers are affectionate with each other. He was not allowed to bow his head and worship Dongye, but only said that we would drink together to win the honor. The good poetry and the bad rhyme are so harmonious, and the candles should be carved and the wine should be placed.

254. "Leaving Farewell Taoist Gongchen"

The black moon is in the turbid water, so it is never unclear. The fields are full of thorns, and pears and jujubes grow without any hesitation. When did you turn against my truth? The years have passed. I have met foreign scholars many times, and I knew early on that I had a weak connection with the common people. Geng Santuo chickens and swans, but refused to transform into Nanrong. I got to know this Taoist master late in life, and it seemed that he had a long-standing relationship with him. He smiled and pointed at the cloud in the north mountain, saying, "I won't return to farming." Immortal Han Yin [horse], walking in plain clothes. If you don't see each other so close, you will know each other's names. I would like to go with my bare hands and control the whales across the river alone.

255. "Ci Yun Qian Mu's father will send two poems to Uncle Jiang Ying immediately"

Yuguan does not need a ball of mud, it has its own Great Wall of birds and mice. I went to look for some earthly things with my old friends, and sent the cured rice grains and red yeast rice to the camel's hoof. Buy more yellow seals to wash mud, so that you come from Longshanxi. A talented rabbit is envied by everyone and eager to track down its old hooves.

256. "The Two Horses of Han Qian"

Old Xianbei with red beard and blue eyes, he is good at riding alone. The ocher, white and purple horses are all peerless, and the [Horse] Zhongyue Zhan has a beautiful appearance.

257. "Reunited with Xu Chaofeng using Qianyun"

Gaomen Yuan Dynasty was old, and travelers traveled late. Qing Jue heard the poetry and dredged the flow of law. There is a mantle and mantle passed down from family to family, and the prison is over for all the spring and autumn. Encountering the chariot [horse], Xie Tiaozhou is in search of beauty. Looking at the country in desolation, I found Ju Zhongxuan Tower. I hate Fu and throw myself into the Xiang River, but I sing tragic songs to worship Liuzhou. How can it be like a five-character rule, which is related to a bottle. I made an appointment to go outside the dust. When I returned, the moon was full on the boat.

258. "Looking at the Mountains on the River"

Looking at the mountains from the boat is like running [horse], and hundreds of groups suddenly pass by. The trees in the front mountains suddenly become abnormal, and the mountains behind are chaotic and chaotic. Looking up, the micropath winds diagonally, and there are pedestrians walking on it. In the boat, I raised my hand to speak, and the solitary sail sailed south like a flying bird.

259. "Send He Shen Liao Jian? One work: Send He Shen Liao Jian from Pengmen to Huaishang to see you"

On the south side of Huanglou in the [Ma] Tai Palace, the clouds and moons are shining in the sky. I want to wash pens and inkstones together, and I want to pass the flowing water into the silk tung trees.Follow the waiter to find the West Valley, and don't imitate the mountain monk Lao Zhurong. When I borrow you from the West Lake, I will have a cup of soup cake with oil and scallions.

260. "Ci Yun Qian Mu's father immediately sent two poems to Uncle Jiang Ying"

I bought more yellow seals to wash the mud, so that you come from Longshanxi. A talented rabbit is envied by everyone and eager to track down its old hooves.

261. "Five Rhymes of Six Characters with Chief He"

The green mountains are naturally stunning, and no one can compare with them. Talking about Xiangshi Chao Gongzi, what a special [horse] ear is the east wind.

262. "The River Restored"

You don't see it. Between Yuanguang and Yuanfeng of the Western Han Dynasty, the river broke through the gourd for twenty years. The huge fields are full of Huaihe River in the east, and the people of Chu eat wild food from the Yellow River. Wanlisha returns to Zen. The Yue witch Chen Bai [horse] was first sent. The Lord of the River never promised that the manpower would be poor, and the salary would go down to the river. My king is as virtuous as Yao of Tang Dynasty, and the river god is proud of his position among hundreds of gods. The emperor sent the wind master to restrain him, and he set off from Chanzhou Bridge at night in Beiliu. The east wind blows and freezes, and the Qiyuan bamboo is not used for magic. The people of Chu planted wheat all over the river silt, and looked up at the floating chasms and ancient trees.

263. "Thank you for seeing me and the two poems in the first part"

The wind and teeth of Jiumo are fighting, and the silver cup chases the [horse] and the car. I also know that if I don't make a strong jade, I can't help but bloom flowers instantly. When you get wine, you will be happy and sad. Whose house will you be lying in bed behind closed doors? You must love the warm sun in front of the stage, but the cold fish under the ice are gradually forkable.

264. "Yuan Xiucai"

Bimeijun's dishes are green and velvety. The pods are round and small, and the sophora buds are thin and abundant. The seeds are planted after the autumn rain, and the beauty is cultivated in the frost. They are about to bloom but have no calyx, just like caterpillars. It's a girl in a green skirt at that time, how hasty to pick. When the sun returns to Xiang, the fragrance and color become more and more beautiful. Order some wine and add salted black bean paste, orange juice, ginger and green onion. How about chickens and dolphins, but I am afraid that the chopsticks will be empty. Spring has ended, the seedlings and leaves are old, and the plowing has turned over the misty and rainy bushes. Moisturizes with sweetness and warms into green mud. Always bear no responsibility to myself, and have the same strength as dung soil. I always forget my home, and Chuyin becomes a child. This thing is uniquely charming and will remain on your breasts all year round. When you return to your son, do not send a letter to him if the bag is full. Zhang Qian moved alfalfa, which is suitable for use as sunflower root. [Horse] Aided by coix, Luosheng and other artemisia. At the foot of the east slope of Xuanzhi, there are thousands of bells. The chief envoy Qi Anmin pointed out that there were two men.

265. "On the 18th day of the first lunar month, there was snow on the Caizhou Road, and the second son was Yun Er Yun."

Lead paste dyed the mustache, and the roots of frost and snow were exposed. It's better to sit with your eyes closed and spend the night alone in Dan Mansion. Who knows that in the midst of sorrow, Yixuan can be found in a square inch. The heavy snow is pressing down on the house, and I am not a son or daughter. I have learned to rest on my heels all my life, and feel the heat in my stirrups while sitting. I got off my horse and wrote poems about snow, and the ground was covered with whip marks. Standing and looking at the wilderness, the sad song is Li Yuan. When Dao meets a hunter, he points to a fox and a rabbit running from a distance. The traces can still be traced, but the caves cannot be uncovered. Send thanks to Prime Minister Li, I will return to Qiuyuan.

266. "Ci rhyme Zhang Andao reads Du's poems"

At the beginning, the elegance was weak, but the tyranny was trapped in the tyranny. Zhang wrote poems for Ci Ke and became Chu Chensao. It is turning more and more collapsed, and it is full of beauty and beauty. The earth is biased and produces strange things, and the source is chaotic and wild. Fendai is obsessed with true color, and fish and shrimp are easy to catch. Unexpectedly, Du Lingjie was as famous as the banished immortal. Sweeping the ground to collect thousands of rails, competing for bids to see two ships. The poet was poor, but God sent him to run away. The dark man killed the deer in the dust, and the emperor turned over and killed the Ao. Thinking of Li Mu in times of hardship and danger, I thanked the king for his praise. Frustrated people are thousands of miles away, and their lamentations are heard in Jiugao. Riding a whale to escape the sea, riding a tiger to get a silk robe. A giant pen is used to slay dragons, and a small official is like [horse] Cao. Ignorance has no career, and I wander around drunk for the rest of my life. There are rituals and punishments for bamboo slips, and children are hard at carving seals. Who is in charge of writing now? Gonghe is in charge of Jingyao. Opening the book and reminiscing about each other from afar, there are two close friends. Like a pound of water, I think of the poor quality, and Kun transforms into a humble AA2 hao. There are no good words for hating me, and I will suffer from white mash every time. Carefully manage the yellow chrysanthemums, but not send away the basil.

267. "Ciyun Reply Chapter Preaching and Seeing Gifts"

The heaven, earth and universe coexist, and can be read together in ancient and modern times. If you look at the bottom, you will see the height. If there is no front, which one is behind? An expert can use a powerful crossbow, but it is difficult to reach the target once he relaxes. The corporal is wearing a monkey crown, and it is still jumping. If you want to push the horse through the gap, sit down and wait for the stone to slip through. You look at the emperors of the Han and Tang Dynasties, the palace is sad and beautiful. And what's more, this mere district is so different from a drunken rich man. You are not supported by the emperor, and you look down at the dazzling golden music. The skull has more happiness, but it doesn't benefit from the south. Sorry, I used to be a young man, but I didn't feel guilty about being poor. If you go out to seek official positions, you may find yourself in trouble. [Horse] Rong is dependent on Liang, and Ban Gu is also involved in Dou. Wouldn't it be undesirable to have a good look? If you are stubborn, thank you for your engraving. I heard the elders say that it is not about longevity. Be careful not to wipe your saliva on your face, and bow down when you come out of your crotch. He turned out to be lazy and useless, and he dared to repeat his teeth and act boldly. The child is like a pearl shining on the sea, the mesh is sparse and leaky. His talent is short of immediate use, his skills are short-sleeved. Sitting at the command of the country, we met by chance when we were old. My faith has been declining for a long time, and the book is no longer ten years old. There are many birds in front of the door, and they knock frequently when they are feeling annoyed. I would like to sing songs and wear clothes, and Zi Can will give them back to me.

268. "Two poems by my younger brother after traveling to Fuyunling Mountain to catch locusts, tired and pregnant with a child"

The smoke coming from the west fills the emptiness, and the rain spreads all over Akita. In the new era of Qingping, there is such a thing. When you are old, you will be poor. No one can complain about the meat in a bird's mouth, and it is difficult to send a letter with a dog to remember my brother. Self-smiling and pedantic are all like this, and they are just like locusts who want to deal with them. The frosty wind is approaching the Double Ninth Festival, and the wild chrysanthemums by the stream are shining brightly. After a long journey in the abandoned mountains, I am still tired and tired, but I can still dance drunkenly in the village and soak in the waves. Sleeping alone in the forest has a good dream, but looking back on the world, there are many sorrows. Killing the horse, destroying the chariot, and passing away, where did the son come from to ask about the hiding place?

269. "Traveling to Lushan Ciyunzhang Preaching"

The dusty appearance is like a horse in a chariot, and the wildness is like that of a harpooning fish. Going in and out of the rocky mountains thousands of feet away, competing for strength. Although there are no graceful horses driving the front, there are also eagles and barbarians behind the carriage. Don't laugh and recite poems to lighten your life, instead order Amai to be your king.

270. "Catching Locusts with Mr. Zhao and Seeing the Second Rhyme"

The people with wheat ears grow long, but the crops, seedlings and cattle are gone. What does God mean? He can't bear to cause locusts to appear. With the orders and regulations driven away, the farming affairs can be neglected. My servant is calloused, and my [horse] is also calloused. The soaring sky gradually became less cloudy, and the strength of the body was exhausted. If I don’t have hundreds of poems, how can I wake up from sleep? At first it was like a sparse river and a river, but gradually it was like a river with a clear river. I go back and forth to serve the ten officials, and I can't rest without taking off my wrists. He has been arrogant and mediocre all his life, and he laughs at Wei Bo when he is familiar with it. If you love the king, you will be free and easy, and the poetry world will be dedicated to cutting him down. When the people's illness is over, officials cannot overstep their duties. Be careful not to pay attention to worldly affairs, and be aggressive with empty books.

271. "Four Poems by Ci Yun Da Bang Zhizi"

The book turns the dream and soul upside down, knowing that I am sparse and careless and willing to see the original. When I am idle, I am a monk behind closed doors and my house is cold. When I am ill, I hear the noise of the sea waves blowing on my pillow. I forget to share a glass of wine with everyone, causing me to fall asleep and turn over the documents. If I want to spout arrogant words, my beak is three feet wide, but I have to swallow it for fear of your anger. (Bangzhi has often used this as a warning.) The short Li in the south of the city is easy to socialize with, and the Jiju is always free to sing wildly. The Lord protects the people and the ruler is wise. I am happy that God knows my destiny and I have no worries. Drunk and dancing wonderfully all night long, leisurely composing clear poems to bid farewell to autumn. Your natural and unrestrained appearance makes you distinguished from ordinary people. You can let me hold my beard in front of the bottle. (There are many dancers in Bangzhi's home.) My brother is very lonely when he comes from the east, so my old friend stayed here to drink to comfort himself from the cold. A new path is opened in the corner of the deserted city, and the old beach is lost when the rain enters the river and floods it. The traces of chariots and horses are not swept away, and the words "reciprocating" for singing and entertainment should be diffuse. I would like to revise this poem by you and wait for it to be read by Jiangnan Zibu. Although you have stayed here so late for me, I am already worried about the desolation after farewell. If you don't see me, you will feel like you are thousands of miles away. If you retreat, you will travel for ten years. I hate that there is no house in the first district of Yangzi, and I sleep lazily in the Yuanlong Hundred-foot Building. When I heard that the quails were all over the pavilion, I couldn't catch the sand gulls in the net.

272. "Songs of Eyebrow Stone Inkstones Presented to Hu Bin"

Don't you see the Chengdu painter has opened ten eyebrows, but the clouds are full of novelty every month. Tourists pointed out the small frown area, where there was a Yuyang Hu [horse] neighing. I don't see Wang Sun's blue and green Suo horizontal double green, broken heart floating in the sky and the distant mountains. The life of a scholar does not matter, he spends a lot of money to quench his thirst. You come to mourn the chaos and worry about God, and banish you to the king's family to write in the inkstone. The charming appearance of the small window makes your dream come true. The Vaya layman talks about the empty place, and the habit has become empty. Trying to teach the goddess is like grinding lead, and a thousand verses are translated without a single word.

273. "Gift to Pan Gu"

Pan Lang walked on the river in spring, and the white pearl shocked the people in the city. Nazhiwang worshiped under the horse's hooves, with a handful of mud and dust in his chest. It's like ink pan breaking through brown, or emerald green cake knocking on Xuan Hut. The cloth is dark and the hands are like turtles, which does not harm the curling stone to store the autumn moon. The world values ​​​​their ears and ignores the beauty. At present, only Zhang Li competes for beauty. Once I went into the sea to look for Li Bai, I could only see the painting fairy in the world.

274. "Ci Yun Zhou Yi"

I want to move south to raise my field, and the three paths have just begun to become a lot of fun. Don't you think that going to the market in your dying years is like a tired horse afraid of the mausoleum slopes. Xianjun, the same person, has a strong heart, but laughs at me for being bored and my temples are already white. When I look for old treasures in the West Lake, there is light smoke and drizzle, and the fishing coops are dark.

275. "The Taoist Courtyard Pond"

[Horse] When a good guest comes, he brings a pot to the small pond. The breeze ruffles the lotus leaves, and the drizzle brings out fish. A good well can ice your teeth, but the tea will not taste sweet to your eyebrows. The journey home is even more bleak, which is really a solution to the poem.

276. "The Two Wonders of Playing Zhou Zhengru"

It is unknown whether the three men with broken arms will be Qian Yi visiting Quan Qi. I advise you to indulge in your own business, and your heart will break with the willow branches in your boudoir. There is a new jade-nosed statue in the Tian stable, and it is natural for old friends to share their feelings with each other. Although Xiangru is old, he is still talented, and he should be replaced by [horse] for another life.

277. "Using preface rhyme to compose a snow poem to retain the scenery"

Thousands of pine ridges are covered with yellow leaves, carrying wine and walking on the pine and snow year after year. Whoever comes back after Liu Lang is gone, there will be people under the flowers who are heartbroken. Dong Zhai sits at night searching for snow sentences, his hands are covered with frost and must be broken. How could he be ruthless and afraid of ridicule? He would enter the house through the curtain and blow out the lamp. The children are all fighting over each other, and the whale is still growing in the blue sea. When the morning comes, Yunhan connects with the flow of heaven, and my little poem is like a dab of valerian. Ouyang Zhaochen was outdoors, hurriedly sweeping the atrium and spreading sawdust.

horse 382 dragon 325 cow 162 chicken 129 snake 98 tiger 93 sheep 86

dog + dog (13+ 30) = 43 rabbit 38 rat 32 pig 12 monkey 10

bamboo stick awn The shoe is lighter than the horse, who is afraid?

The sandalwood heart has been vomiting [dragon], so why should the jade cheeks bother the otter marrow doctor?

[Cow] Yiguliu sells cucumbers.

The water in front of the door is still flowing! Stop singing yellow [chicken] with white hair.

I have heard the words of the turtle and heard the divine words, and I have even seen the writing marks of the dragon [snake].

In order to repay the beautiful city, he followed the prefect, shot [Tiger] himself, and watched Sun Lang.

I have been fond of roasting [sheep] all my life, and I know the taste and am willing to eat lightly.

1. "Jiang Chengzi"

Preview of [Ma] Er Jiuxian Mountain. The sky is blue. The evening clouds are free. The high platform on the city is truly transcendent. Don't let the clouds and rain disperse in a hurry. Tonight, the moon is full of beauty. Xiaoxi Oulujing Lianquan. Go to Pianpian. Light a cigarette. Human affairs are desolate, and I will look back on this year. Don't forget to make Junge smile, under the weeping willows and in front of the short locust trees.

2. "Huanxi Sand"

The soft grass and flat sand are new after the rain. Walking on the light sand is dust-free. When to pack up? The sun is warm, the light of mulberry trees is like splashing, and the wind is like smoke of mugwort and mugwort. Shi Junyuan is one of them.

3. "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 easily beat [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.

4. "Ding Feng Bo"

Don't blame the long embroidery belt. The waist is too light to dance with clothes. Fortunately, I only want to travel. where. Chuiyang is a [Horse] and is frivolous. The flowers fade and the spring comes to an end. Hateful. Broken strings and dust pipes accompany the crying makeup. If you don’t believe it, come back and see for yourself. Afraid to see. I am haggard but ashamed of my husband.

5. "Linjiang Fairy"

Fine [horse] carrying two maids from afar, wearing a green scarf and jade belt with red boots. The good thing about Xishan is home. Who would have thought that on Baxia Road, I would see Luocheng flowers. The jade pistils are falling on the face, and the spring sun is setting at the beginning of the world. I haven’t seen Ziyun Che in ten years. The new cave in Longqiu is filled with lead cauldrons to raise cinnabar.

6. "Moon over the Xijiang River"

A drizzle drizzles above the building, heavy on the flat lake outside the river. In those days, the drama [Horse] Hui Dongxu was played, but today 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.

7. "Moon on the Xijiang River"

Farewell dreams have gone with the flowing water, and the tear towels are still in the fragrant spring. Xiangru is still the immortal. The person is in Yaotai Langyuan. The flowers and mist are misty in the wind, and the song beads are clear and round with dripping water. Mo Mei’s new work is very beautiful. Make instant noodles when you return from [horse].

8. "Moon on the West River"

[Horse] While the road is far away, the moon in the sand cage is faint and smoky. Crossing the waves is clear and beautiful. The cold phoenix hangs on the green branches. The hanging phoenix branches are green and the flowers are reflected in the clear waves. Crossing the slanting smoke, the moon cages the sand. The long journey is slightly fragrant and you can take advantage of [horse].

9. "Moon over the Xijiang River"

The blue mist lightly cages the two phoenixes, and the cold smoke lightly blows over the two crows. For whom do you wander and never return home? Mistakenly recognized the [horse] passing in front of the door. Deliberately stealing back the smiling eyes, Wu Yan forced herself to straighten her clothes. Liu Lang saw Wulinghua. From now on, the heart of spring is full of joy.

10. "The Proud Fisherman"

A song about Yang Guan, I know you want to go to Qinchuan. The white [horse] soap mink cannot be kept. Looking back, there is no fog in the lonely city. When the day comes, the flowers in Chang'an are like rain, and the willows in Guan Guan are just beginning to fly. Gradually, the knife in the boot is approaching the road. Who is similar to Wang Wendu on the romantic knees?

11. "Red Lips"

Our generation loves love, who in ancient times is like Longshan Banquet. Now Chudian. Play [Horse] Yu Feiguan. Gu calls her a beauty, but she doesn't realize that Qiu is half strong. The sound of the kite is far away. Clouds blowing around the temples. Worry is like a wild goose.

12. "Nanxiangzi"

The rain is dark at first and the night is doubtful, but the wind returns and suddenly the weather is clear. The light clouds slanted down the mountain. The grass is fine and the sand is soft, and the horse's hooves are light. When you wake up from alcohol and still feel sleepy, your dream of being a fairy cannot come true. Where can I find Yunying in Blue Bridge? There is only passion and flowing water, accompanying others.

13. "Xing Xiangzi"

Sanru Chengming. Four to nine ministers. Ask the scholar, what is the disgrace and what is the honor? Gold leaves, seven leaves, and beautiful mink tassels. No sweat [horse] affairs, no gifts, no knowledge of scriptures. Chengdu divination hall, the silence is not peaceful. Zheng Zizhen and Iwatani Gonggen. Cold and ashes are hot, and people are too important to others. Apart from Zhu Qian's studies, he has no thoughts and no name.

14. "Hezi's Nostalgia from Mianchi"

Everywhere in life is similar, it should be like a flying dragon stepping on slush. Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud, and Hongfei is counting the things. The old monk has died and a new pagoda has been built. There is no way to see the old inscriptions if the walls are broken. Do you still remember the rugged past? The road was long, people were trapped, and donkeys neighed. (In previous years, [Ma] died in Erling and rode a donkey to Mianchi.)

15. "Auspicious Partridge"

The moon sets over the city and the crow crows. The red ships and red ships have already filled the lake. The drums have not allowed us to welcome the five [horses], but the water clouds have already floated with two pairs of ducks. A boat with a yellow hat on the mountain and a magpie-tailed stove with green smoke on the bank. When I am old and sick, I just want to sleep in the spring, and I only seek a monk's couch to stay for a while.

16. "Xijiang Moon Farewell"

The boat sailed to Jingkou last night, and now the leader of [horse] is in peace. What is the old official and the new official? There is only Hushan koan. This scene has changed several times over the past century, and it is difficult to describe it. Make your talent make waves. And judge new poems.

17. "Jiang Shenzi/Jiang Chengzi"

Yuren's family is in Fenghuang Mountain. Between water and clouds. Keep the door closed. Pedestrians outside the door immediately looked at the bow bend. The spring breeze from ten miles away looks like it, reflecting the slanting sun and staining the embroidered curtains. Love and return good deeds to you. Min Xin is a widower. Wipe off the rest. The bright moon is over the river, and the fragrance is misting the clouds. The flowers on the street are blooming and spring is over. I can hear the old songs and break the beauty.

18. "Heavenly Fairy"

Walk [Horse] to explore the flowers before they bloom. It is not easy for people and chemical industry. Come back a thousand times and look around a hundred times, bees serve as maids. The warbler is the envoy. Grain Rain is clear and the sky is empty. The white-haired Lu Lang is still in love. One night, the jian knife was used to collect the jade pistils. The person in front of me was still red with heartache and had tears in my eyes. Flowers are unintentional. Tomorrow, when you wake up, the floor will be full of wine.

19. "Farewell"

The spring water on the duck head is as thick as dye, and the peach blossoms on the water surface make the spring face. The old man sees off his guests and walks by the water, where the sand is lined with horseshoes and black hat spots. He raised his head and asked the guest when he would return. The guest said that the fallen leaves were flying in the autumn wind. The [horse] green poplar smiles, and meets the setting sun by the mountain.

20. "Farewell to Dong Chuan"

His life is wrapped in a big thick cloth, with poetry and calligraphy in his belly. I am tired of accompanying the old Confucian to cook gourd leaves, and force me to step on the locust flowers with my son. I don't have enough money to look for a horse, my eyes are wandering looking at the car for choosing a son-in-law. The pride is worthy of praise of the secular world, and the edicts of yellow and new wetness are like crows.

21. "Farewell to Dong Chuan"

His life is wrapped in a big thick cloth, with poetry and calligraphy in his belly. I am tired of accompanying the old Confucian to cook gourd leaves, and force me to step on the locust flowers with my son. I don't have enough money to look for a horse, my eyes are wandering looking at the car for choosing a son-in-law. The pride is worthy of praise of the secular world, and the edicts of yellow and new wetness are like crows.

22. "Qi"

Jade Turtle Mountain. Donghuang's spirit is comparable to all the immortals. Jiangque is a mountainous place, the jade house is deep and far away, leaning against the mist. Quiet. Zhi Xiaoran. Jincheng is thousands of miles away from Chanjuan. At that time Mu Man was on a hunting tour. Cuihua once went to the west of the sea. The wind and dew are clear, the whale waves are as far as the eye can see, and the momentum is floating and covering the surrounding area. It’s a beautiful day. The Xuan Garden is quiet and the green grass is lush. Dispute the embroidery and fragrance. The luan and chariot are stationary, and the eight [horses] are playing in Zhitian. The Yao Pond is nearby, the painting building is faint, and the kingfishers are flying. A feast of splendor. Intermittent crisp pipes and strings. Just like the emperor's heaven. She has a childlike face with bright teeth, green hair and square pupils, and is round and calm, with a calm and graceful look. Pour all the wine from the qiong pot and offer the golden cauldron of medicine to strengthen the spring year. The ethereal flying bird dances wonderfully, and the fate is fulfilled. The music lingers drunkenly. The sound of clouds rhymes with cold springs. The song is flowing, the moon is slanting and the river is low. Gradually the sky becomes brighter and lighter in color. Moving back to thinking, looking back on the world. The dead wanders, and the jade chariot returns eastward. The apricot blossoms are blowing in the wind, and the whip is ringing for miles. Looking at Chang'an Road, there is a faint willow color and green spots of spring.

23. "Gift to the Monk"

The Taoist thought he was a general for three generations and abandoned his family for ten years before he became strong. The jade bones still contain wealth and honor, and the lacquered pupils already shine in the sky. I met Gu Changqian last year, and he was as good as a flying luan among the crowd. I visited Jiangxi Temple this year and was already sick and thin. The beautiful face does not offer sacrifices to the years, and the snow in the fire soup is filled with wormwood in the wind. It's like asking a yellow man in your family, begging for Mani to illuminate life and death. Don't imitate Wang Lang and Zhidun, and walk with an eagle on his [horse] to pity the divine steed. It is better to return the king's picture to the king than to ride on a native ox.

24. "Cherish Flowers"

There are thousands of piles of brocades in Jixiang Temple (the place where Qiantang flowers are most blooming.) The flower viewing was really grand the year before last, and the Taoist advised me to come during the Qingming Festival. The waist drum has hundreds of faces, like spring thunder, hitting Liangzhou and the flowers blooming on their own. After arranging flowers on Shahe Pond, Wu Erha was drunk and unconscious. Little did he know that now his temples are ruined and there is no wormwood in the ancient temple in the west of the city. There is a monk who plants his own flowers behind closed doors, and cuts thousands of branches and leaves skillfully. There is a clump in the middle, which is like a horse agate plate holding a cup of gold thread. But I only eat vegetables and live a pure life, and I should guess about flowers but not drinking them. At night, the rain and hail are like plum blossoms, the red and green are dark and sad. ([The flowers at Jixiang Temple in Qiantang are the first. The Qingming Festival at Renzi is the most popular. Fifty-three people with gold plates and colorful baskets are presented to the seats. They return to the sand pond at night. The spectators are like mountains. There will be no more. This year, all homes The flowers in the garden are also very abundant, and the clump of Longxing monk's house is particularly beautiful. However, it has fallen into decline and has not been able to bloom. It rained and hailed yesterday. I know how many of these flowers are still there. It may be Taixi.〕)

25. "Nine Ancient Poems by He Tao"

A visitor knocked on my door and struck [horse] on the willow in front of the door. The birds are scattered in the courtyard, and the doors are closed for a long time.The master is sleeping with a book under his pillow, dreaming of my lifelong friend. Suddenly I heard the sound of peeling and pecking, and I was startled to scatter a glass of wine. I took off my clothes to thank the guests, and I felt guilty for both of them. Sitting and talking about the present and the past, if you don't answer, your face will become thicker. Ask me where I come from, I have nothing to show for.

26. "The Six Horses of the Zhaoling Mausoleum are the war horses of Emperor Wen of the Tang Dynasty. They carved stones to resemble them and built the Zhaoling Mausoleum"

Heaven will eradicate the rebellion of the Sui Dynasty, and the emperor sends six dragons. The wind and clouds are so cool, and the hair is so cool. The speed is too high to see, and the mountains and rivers are like no return. The long cry looks at the eight watches and disturbs thousands of slaves. The king of Qin looks like a dragon and a phoenix, and the birds of Lu are not strong enough to destroy him. There are big white feathers around the waist, and the objects in them are like wind and thunder. There are only a few vertical pieces, and fighting is like raising a child. Holding a broomstick, heaven and earth are like dust. Difficulties help great cause, one by one is very talented. Weishi is full of six talents, and achievements are accompanied by Yingshu. The success is so great that the jade chariot travels all over the sky. Zhaoling Palace is desolate, with ancient stones buried in green moss.

27. "Eleven Poems on the Plants and Trees in the Garden by Hezi"

Huanghuang, the imperial capital, stands out among the crowd. What are you doing alone? Watching things change behind closed doors. Small things are not enough to see, but you are tireless in looking at them alone. Morning glory and polygonum are plucked and put into poems. I heard that Master Dongshan bought wine and took Yan Wan with him. Wealth and honor cannot be forgotten, and we enjoy chatting with each other. You are not like that now. You can see the melon vines in season. Huaibao is self-sufficient and precious, and Yilan can only plan the Wan. I return to your place, be careful not to complain that the year is late. There are countless acres of deserted gardens, and the vegetation has moved into forests. As soon as the spring sun has been applied, Yan and Chou are each alone. Although the shelves are full of grapes, I can't let them go when I'm tired. Poor sick pomegranate, the flowers are like broken red lapels. Although the sunflower is charming, its pedicle is too shallow to hold a hairpin. The polygonum bushes are pleasant in the evening, and the light red color comes with the deepening of autumn. Things feel the season, and this principle is useless and prosperous. You are not free to wander, and it is not within your power to prosper. The rivers and lakes are inaccessible, and transplantation is hard work. Ande's two wild ducks flew in to form a picture. Plant cypress and wait for it to mature, and the cypress will grow old when it becomes a grown man. It is better to plant Conghui, which can be planted in spring and fell in autumn. Yin and Yang do not choose things, and good and evil are created at will. Baisheng is so difficult and difficult, and it seems to take a lot of effort. There are a lot of heavenly craftsmen, and I am willing to use them all for you. When you look at pigweed and clover, business is always careless. Although the day lilies have little flowers, they can be pulled out of their own beauty. Among the chaotic leaves, one by one, my heart is inserted. Why fear the morning glory alone? It bends from its teeth. Walking around looking for thorns and hazelnuts, it seems like we have an old date. In the reading room of Nanzhai, the green dawn is like splashing. I work hard to store the autumn rain, and my fences get damaged every year. Asparagus looks like bamboo at first, and its slightly opened leaves look like cattails. Fang holds his armor during the Spring Festival, and his roots grow old and bearded. I don’t like being green in summer, I love it when it is dry in autumn. The yellow leaves are against the wind and rain, and the white flowers are swaying. Have fun and cherish the morning, the autumn wind is often bitter in the morning. Unexpectedly, I miss farewell and am happy to see the autumn melon grow old. Autumn melons feel the frost, and their stems and leaves are rustling. There is no time to return from official travels, and the body is as fast as a [horse]. The mournful cry is read thousands of miles away, but the ambition is empty. What's the point of worrying so much that it makes your hair thick? There are clumps of bamboo in the official residence, and the roots are in the prison hall. It is a path for people below, but it is too dense to be nailed above. He diligently warned the officials and soldiers, and planted thorns to protect the courtyard. Suddenly the tomb is cracked in the distance, and the whip is thin and the flute is thin. I often come here with my pillow and mat to shade the cold green. I couldn't go there at dusk, so I lay down and listened to the cool breeze outside the window. Ligusticum rhizome was born in Shu, and Angelica dahurica came to the south of the Yangtze River. Drifting to Guanfu, it still retains its sweetness. The green path is full of green water, and the dew is clear. If it is not fully spent, it can be used as a basket. In the autumn festival, I am suddenly old, and the bitter cold is unbearable. The roots are based on the truth, and I am ashamed of the trivial things. Since I came to Guanfu, I had to visit Nanshan again. There is nothing like it in the mountains, the vegetation is beautiful and deep and secluded. People don't know the calamus, so they are born in this ravine of rocks. The mountains are high, the frost and snow are bitter, and the leaves of the seedlings cannot be sucked. There are thousand-year-old roots underneath, curled up like a cricket. He has been guarded by ghosts and gods for a long time, but he dares to steal. I come from Nanshan, where the green mountains are still visible to my eyes. My heart follows the white clouds, and my dreams surround the foothills of the mountain. Where did you come from? Your smile is as bright as jade. New poems come out of exploring one's mind, and beautiful words capture the greenery of the mountains. I feel confused, but I remember Qiu Ju. It's like picking woodcutter, entering the cave and listening to the music being played. Returning to write a legacy is better than human music. (On the night of August 11th, I stayed at Fuzhou University and wrote this poem. I dreamed of traveling to Nanshan with my younger brother. I wrote dozens of poems. I loved them very much in my dream. Naijue only remembered one sentence: Cloud crickets mourn the autumn chrysanthemums.) Wild chrysanthemums grow in autumn streams, I know my heart is empty. No one is surprised at the late New Year's Eve, only Anxu is sad. Flowers bloom on the stream, and flowers fall on the stream. When the chrysanthemums fade, the crickets will also sting, which coincides with your age. Chu guests are full of emotions, and the autumn wind sings along the river fence. If the fallen king is dissatisfied, how can he comfort his hunger?

28. "Eleven Poems on the Plants and Trees in the Garden by Hezi"

Cherish your beauty while having fun, the autumn wind is often bitter and early. Unexpectedly, I miss farewell and am happy to see the autumn melon grow old. Autumn melons feel the frost, and their stems and leaves are rustling. When the official returns from his travels, his body is like a horse tied with soap. The mournful cry is read thousands of miles away, but the ambition is empty. What's the point of worrying so much that it makes your hair thick?

29. "In the second month of Renyin, there was an edict ordering the county officials to go to the subordinate counties to destroy, execute and imprison them. Since》

people far away are suffering from floods and droughts, and the king orders the prisoners to be released. The Ming Dynasty edict was passed on to different counties, and we were able to travel successfully in search of mountains. When the depression first comes out of Guo, the vastness really relieves the worries.Come to Guzhen in the evening and visit to recall Marquis Wu. Standing on the cliff, you can see the rushing water in the vast sky. In the middle of the night, people were shouting urgently, and the air was full of fire. The sky is far away and the wind is too strong to stop. Entering Chencang County at dawn, there are still restaurants selling wine. The bituminous coal is in a state of disarray, but the officials are in a state of disarray. Jiling has ancient clouds and clouds, and the Dragon Palace is secluded. After traveling to Nanshan, we passed through Wuzhou on our way back. When he wanted to go to An Neng Sui, he returned to Shaoliu and headed west to Guo Road, but he crossed Xiaohe Island. I heard that the stone on the Dao River still exists at the head of the Wei River. Although there are traces on Cangya, there is no hook for big fishing. Going east to Xiwu, the lonely city looks like Han Liu. Who said Dong Gongjian would retaliate against Wu Fu? The white blade is like an elbow, and the gold is like a hill. I've heard about Taibai all my life, and when I saw it, I was standing in the road. Who can try the drums and horns? The wind and thunder will not bring about the fruit. The rock cliffs are already amazing, and the ice and snow are even more crisp. There is no wheat in the spring drought, but the mountain spirit is happy to have Qiu. The dragon sleeps when he is too lazy, but he steals bottles and jars. The second song, Linquan, is the best, and the three rivers are the best. Near the mountains, wheat grows early, and near the water, bamboos are cultivated. The late emperor enshrined the talisman and painted the crown in his palace. The courtiers wore hairpins and Wu Bian, and the female musicians held konghou. The secret palace opens the golden lock, and the god controls the jade dragon. Black clothes and a huge sword were displayed, and his eyes were stern. When I meet a good person, I will make a colorful boat. Throwing poles and green cattails, washing feet to clear ditches. Stay overnight on the Nanxi River, where the forest is like water and the country is autumn. Green trees are planted around the lake, and there is a roar all night long. Mao Xiao is poor and deep, and he is afraid of Bingbiao when he is fighting. Yin Sheng still has a house, and Lao's family still has a house. Asked about the traces, the past of ascending to immortality is long. When the wind returns, I am sweating, and I read the world like a mayfly. Yu Ke knows people's intentions, and Yao Qin belongs to [Ma] Qiu. Not far away from the mountains and temples, come and see the deer crowing. It is said that Emperor Li's son looks like a monk. The curtains roll in the breeze, and the sunset makes the servant girl sad. Entering the valley, you will be surprised by the dense scenery, and it will take a lot of effort to climb the slope. The chaotic peaks are mixed with water, and the water is as pure as oil. In what year will the envoy arrive? The golden dragon has been cast since ancient times. Thousands of horizontal green stones, hundreds of feet long, can be seen wandering. My favorite is the Quanming Cave, where I taste the snow for the first time. Although the bottle is full, there is no reason to sigh. Suddenly I remembered looking for toads to cultivate, and Fang Dong took off his deer fur. The mountains and rivers are very similar, and the water and rocks are also similar. There is only a spring to drink from, and no one offers a reward.

30. "Yangguan Song"

was surrendered to the city by a purple-bearded man. Play [Horse] Tainan’s old battlefield. I hate you for not taking the Khitan head, and the golden jiaya flag returns to your hometown.

31. "Yangguan Song"

The spring is good in Jinan, the snow is beginning to clear. Just arrived at Ryuyama [Ma] Ashigaru. Please don't forget the girl from Peixi River, who also made the sound of heartbreak in Yang Guan.

32. "Song of Bamboo Branches"

Cangwu Mountain is high and the Xiang River is deep, and the Central Plains looks to the north. The emperor's son traveled south and never returned, only the green maple and Guilin. The maple leaves are swaying, the osmanthus leaves are green, and they are beyond reach from thousands of miles away. Riding a dragon to the sky and disappearing without a trace, the grass and trees are heartless and the sky is crying. He was beating drums by the waterside and noisy in Khotan. The prime minister was deducting the water to ask for Qu Yuan. Qu Yuan has been dead for a thousand years, and the boats are full of mourners just like he did then. Is there a whale thousands of feet long on the seaside that cannibalizes people and provides food? If you don't return to the depths of the sea, how can the sea fish understand the sorrow and loyalty? Xu lamented that Zhongzhi died without anyone, and it was pitiful for King Huai to enter the Qin Dynasty in the west. The Qin Pass has been closed and there is no day to return, and Zhang Hua no longer sees the wheel. When the king left, the flute and drums were playing, and the elders sent him off with a broken axle. After escaping thousands of miles and returning to his lost hometown, Nangong played his long chai in mourning. Qin's belief that the three households were dead was true, and once the troops rose up, they all cried out in ridicule. Xiang Yu was the youngest at that time, and he was a plowman carrying a sword. What's the matter with running rampant in the world, abandoning [horse] and weeping in Wujiang river [horse]. King Xiang has died and has no friends, so he entered the Han court for the first time to commit suicide. There is not much wealth and splendor. So far, there are only towering graves. The desolation of the motherland and the changes in personnel have made Chu Township a tragic song through the ages.

33. "Two Poems on the New City Road"

The east wind knows that I want to travel in the mountains, and it blows away the sound of rain accumulated on the eaves. The clear clouds on the ridge are covered with woolen hats, and the copper ceremonials are hung on the treetops in the early morning. The wild peaches are smiling, the bamboo fence is short, and the willows in the stream shake the sand and the water is clear. People in Xihuan should be the happiest, cooking celery, burning bamboo shoots, and plowing in the spring. I have been on this trip for a long time, sitting beside the stream listening to the sound of the stream. The scattered materials are afraid of seeing the forest axe, and the tired [horse] wants to hear the roll and the hammer. When the drizzle is sufficient, the teahouses are happy, and the officials deep in the chaotic mountains are clear. How much do you know about the misaligned roads in the world? Try asking your husband and wife in the mulberry fields.

34. "Eight Poems of Dongpo"

[Horse] Born into a poor man, he has been with me for twenty years. Look at me day and night, asking for points to buy mountain money. Now I am tired of you, and I have left my fields for the sake of plowing. When you shave the back of a turtle, it will become felt. Poor [Ma] was born crazy, but he still praises me for being virtuous. People who laugh will never regret it, and if you give one thing, you will receive a thousand.

35. "Two Poems on Xincheng Road"

I came from a long life and was on this trip, leaning on the streamside to listen to the sound of the stream. The scattered materials are afraid of seeing the forest axe, and the tired [horse] wants to hear the roll and the hammer. When the drizzle is sufficient, the teahouses are happy, and the officials deep in the chaotic mountains are clear. How much do you know about the misaligned roads in the world? Try asking your husband and wife in the mulberry fields.

36. "Shi Cang Shu Zui Mo Tang"

Literacy begins with worries in life, but you can forget about rough memorization of names. Why use cursive writing to praise your speed, while opening the book in confusion makes you sad.I laugh to myself every time I taste the good food. How long have you been suffering from this disease? He said to himself that there is supreme happiness in it, and it is no different from a leisurely journey. Recently, the name of the hall is drunk with ink, just like drinking fine wine and selling away hundreds of worries. I know that Liu Zi's words are not false, and his illness is like dirt and charcoal. You are so good at this art, and you pile up walls and fail like hills. When Xinglai waved his hand, all the paper was gone, and the horse suddenly trampled across Kyushu. I have no idea what to calligraphy, and I have trouble trying to figure out how to draw. Hu Wei only found falsehoods in his comments, and kept all the words and pieces of paper. Zhang Jun is self-sufficient without any reduction, and I am also superior to Luo Zhao below. There is no need to go to the pond and study harder, just take silk to fill the crotch.

37. "Three Elegies of Emperor Shenzong"

Civil and military power strengthened the heaven, and the Qin Dynasty was renewed day by day. Transforming people is more than holy, and wonderful things are called gods alone. The three kings of the government have come to the throne, and their words are all pure and pure. Weiwei originally has no image, and he depicts a lonely minister. Without changing his name to Yao De, there is no need to count the merits of Shun. Be careful and still be filial, and the rest will be peaceful. Ceremony is related to the old Zhou Dynasty, and official rituals are related to Hanlong. Unexpectedly, there is no creation at all, but it has inherited the trend through the ages. Taking over the throne is a thousand years old, and the period of rebirth is only one chapter. Zhou Nan stayed for a while, and the propaganda room became desolate. The sick [horse] neighs in the sky, and the withered sunflower has been frosted. He spent the rest of his life lying in the rivers and seas, returning to his dreams and weeping in Songmang.

38. "Three Elegies of Emperor Shenzong"

follows from Tongzhen Qiansui, and ends with the last chapter. Zhou Nan stayed for a while, and the propaganda room became desolate. The sick [horse] neighs in the sky, and the withered sunflower has been frosted. He spent the rest of his life lying in the rivers and seas, returning to his dreams and weeping in Songmang.

39. "Five Wonders of Mountain Villages"

Bamboo fenced thatched houses take advantage of the sloping stream, and flowers bloom everywhere in the mountain village in spring. If there is no elephant, there will still be elephants in peace. Wherever the solitary smoke rises, there are other people's homes. The mist and rain are filled with the sound of chickens and dogs. Wherever there is life, there is no rest. But there is no one to wear the yellow calf, and the cuckoo has no need to work, but it is also advised to farm. The old man in his seventies has a sickle on his waist. He is ashamed of the sweet bamboo shoots and ferns in the spring mountains. Is it because you hear the rhyme and forget the taste? In the past three months, there has been no salt in food. The stick and quinoa wrapped in rice are gone in a hurry, and the money is gone in a blink of an eye. Winning children's voice is good, a year and a half strong in the city. I am ashamed of myself for stealing money and forgetting to return it, and you will be sad at the end of a good harvest. There is no need to wait for the flying kite to fall, and I will never travel less in my life.

40. "Four Poems Sent by Sun Xin in Ink"

There are no old pine trees in Culai, and there is no good workmanship in changing water. Rare materials are used to obtain Lelang, but Pan Weng is the only master. (Pan Gu made ink, using Korean coal.) The fish cells are cooked with thousands of pestles, and the rhinoceros horns are plated with double dragons. Mo Cheng didn't dare to use it and entered Penglai Palace. Penglai has spring and daylight forever, and the jade palace has a bright room. The golden paper is flying white, and the auspicious mist lingers in the rainbow. Long Lian is always drunk, and his smile spreads all over his face. The river stone carves [horse's] liver, and the vines open the jade plate. The clouds and mist are coming out, and dragons and snakes are dancing. What's so good about this is that it's full of beauty. The old friend returned to Tianlu, and the ancient lacquer slips were peeped on beetle slips. He gave it to Shang Fang, a veteran who is good at planning. I was lucky enough to see him, and I sighed in despair. I am as poor as a hungry rat, gnawing in the night sky. Grinding coal in the tile pond, reading persimmon leaves in the reed pipe. The nearest one is Mr. Tang, and the far one is Wu Yujue. (Tang Linfu sent Zhang Maimo half a pill.) The gentleman followed, and the jade was in a broken box. I sit by the clear window washing my inkstone, and the snakes and earthworms are slightly knotted. Then there is a good person who knocks on the door and asks for a drunken ticket. I am poor and write poems, and I have been admonished by my friends for a long time. For five years in the world, I kept my mouth shut and washed away my remaining debts. Now I come back for a little while, and I feel itchy like scabies. The gentleman did not ridicule him, but sent poems and instruments again. The dim light gives rise to strange thoughts and points out strange things. The poem becomes a self-laughing, so the disease encounters shrimps and crabs.

41. "Stop Xuzhou, go to Nanjing, write and send five poems immediately"

The old man came here, and the branches grew red. Before washing the lamp and worshiping [Horse], I wish you a long life. The year before last, there was no envoy, and the fish and turtles turned into children. He raised his whip to thank his elders and sat down to make you poor. The poor are destined to be evil, and wherever they go they will attract disaster. It is not my fault that water comes, and it is not my fault that it goes away.

42. "Stop Xuzhou, go to Nanjing, write and send five poems immediately"

Gu Bian came from the west and welcomed me to Nanjing. It flows into Huaisi from the east and sends me southeastward. After seeing each other for a while, we still have lingering feelings for each other. The spring rain surged and reached Pengcheng overnight. Pass me under the yellow building, and the Zhulan will fly*. Poor Hong Shangshi, who listens to the sound of the moon?

43. "Stop Xuzhou, go to Nanjing, write and send five poems immediately"

I passed through Nanjing the year before last, and the wheat and cherries were ripe. Now I come to the old tourist place, where the cherry blossoms and wheat are half yellow and green. The years are like the past, and people and things are changing. People in green shirts are always engaged in work, and they are stable and healthy. Lian Pian read and guard three times, greeting and seeing off like a rotating hub. I have already decided when to return to farming. I have already decided on the farm.

44. "Stop Xuzhou, go to Nanjing, write and send five poems immediately"

Bu Tianxiang Hexu, Shifoshan South Road. There is Erjiachuan below, and thousands of ridges are planted with japonica. The mountain spring houses the dragon mirage, and the plain land walks like a cream. At the same time, there is one gold per mu, and I want to be a runaway household. When the general dies, he will take off his hairpin and silk ribbon, and sell his sword to buy some tools. Isn't it true that the old mountains are pregnant with flowers, and the abandoned houses are filled with wormwood? I was afraid of the people of Tongxiang, so I built a memorial hall for Zhongqing's tomb.

45. "Five Wonders of the Mountain Village"

I am ashamed of myself when I steal my wealth and forget to return it, and you will be worried about the end of the harvest. There is no need to wait for the flying kite to fall, and I will never travel less in my life.

46. "Four Poems Sent by Sun Xin in Ink"

The liver of [horse] was carved from the river stone, and the jade version was carved from the vine. The clouds and mist are coming out, and dragons and snakes are dancing. What's so good about this is that it's full of beauty. The old friend returned to Tianlu, and the ancient lacquer slips were peeped on beetle slips. Wei Mi is given to Shang Fang, a veteran who is good at planning. I was lucky enough to see him, and I sighed in despair.

47. "The day before the Xinglong Festival banquet, it was snowing slightly, and I visited Wang Dingguo with my son."

The sky wind was blowing on the jade sand, and I ordered you to return home and take a rest in the morning. I know from a distance that the snow in the clear hall is just like the flowers in the sagebrush forest. When you go out, you laugh at yourself and achieve nothing, and when you drink wine, you only stay at your house. The horse is tired from the battle while treading the ice, knocking on the door, peeling off and pecking at the jackdaws. The five characters "Xianjun" are incorporated into the poem's rhythm, hoping to compete with the six characters. The wind in my head has healed, but my back is itchy with fairy claws crawling on it. Silver bottle with purgative oil and floating ant wine, purple bowl with millet and dragon tea. The scarf is used to dance like an owl, and the drums are stacked to join the fishing yanglao. The lights on Jiuqu are mixed with dreams, and after ten years of gathering and dispersing, we have nothing to say. In the Ming Dynasty, outside the door of the Handshake Palace, we watched the morning glow of Yinque.

48. "Four Poems on Sending Master Ouyang to Official Weicheng"

The sun is high, and the white hair and pale face are smiling at me. I have read about Thirty Thousand Toothpicks, but I came to Xiaoyi to test my skills. Provenance: Years of regrets have been mixed, and a bottle of water near the water is used to keep track of the points. The rivers and lakes are so close to each other that I am an old general, but your Yingzi flows to the east but to the west. When the spring water comes, the white fish will be as happy as the Yangtze River. The envoy has resumed the Bingtang wine, and even advised him to paint the Fangzhai again. There is a white towel hanging down along the road, just like the green hair of the old days. There are still trees in the motherland, and the old people are seen again.

49. The poem goes: "The shop is quiet in a sparsely populated house"

How can I envy a beggar? I can forget the difficulties even if I have to bear the rice. Don't shy away from entering the sword pass without a chariot or horse.

50. "Four Poems on Sending Master Ouyang to Official Weicheng"

Bai [Horse] When the spring water comes, the white fish is still as happy as the Yangtze River. Your Majesty has resumed the Bingtang wine, and hopes to paint the Fangzhai again.

51. "Moving to Lingao Pavilion"

I was born in the world, and an ant sent a millstone. I just want to go right, but I don't want to save the wind wheel. Even if you follow benevolence and righteousness, you will still be against the cold and hungry. The sword and rice are dangerous for cooking, and the needle and felt cannot sit firmly. Isn't there a beautiful landscape to watch the wind and rain pass by? Return to the field without waiting for old age, and bravely fight against others. Fortunately, I have abandoned the rest, and the tired [horse] unsaddled and carried the load. The whole family occupied Jiangyi, and the desperate situation was broken. Hunger and poverty are multiplied and eliminated, and there is no one to express condolences to. There is no sorrow or joy in the mood, and there are no bitter words. At dawn, I arrived at the mouth of Bahe River to welcome my son. From last year's Yushi Mansion, my actions touched the four walls. There is no place to look up at the quiet hundred-foot well. Hearing the song through the wall, I regret my failure. I can't bear to write poems, and my pen and paper are stained with bitter tears. What a blessing it is that the rest of my life will be filled with happiness today. The mirror surface of the river is clean, and the mist and rain are light AA25AA25. The lonely boat is like a hawk, breaking through thousands of hectares of green. I heard that you are in Cihu, and I want to see you just a few feet away. When the weather is good, the flag tail is thrown northwest. When I see you in my business, my smiling face is clear and radiant. This country is doubtless old, with bamboos and springs and stones. If you want to buy Ke's forest, I will treat you with care.

52. "Baishui Mountain Buddha Trace Rock (the eastern foot of Luofu, in the northeastern part of Huizhou)"

Who is guarding Penglai? He lost his left leg in the middle of the night. If the peng squats on the floating mountain, it suddenly spreads its feathers hanging down from the sky. The roots and plants are interconnected, and the cliffs and cliffs compete for access. The magic work comes from the furnace, and the molten liquid is used to mend it. Thousands of dendrobium milk flows out from the gaps. When the sky is ready, the emperor's cup is divided, and the mountains and hills are still open and closed. , the valley is still dancing. The sea breeze has not yet condensed, and the ancient Buddha came to show his strength. At that time, Wang Mingzhi could not see the green lotus. Drum. The thunder and jade are splashing, and there are hungry dragons hiding in the pond. After I get drunk, I wash my feet and talk about it. The wind blows and the strong crossbows pass by. I wish I could grow old in this mountain, so be careful not to get tired of it. The stream will turn into spring wine, and I will be connected with the green bamboo pole, and the water will be poured into the Huangjing Garden.

53. "Go to Hengqu at the foot of Taibai Mountain. On the wall of Zhenshu Chongshou Courtyard, I continue to dream. I don’t know whether the morning sun is blooming or not. The moonlight is dim and the lonely lamp is running around. I feel sorry for the old monk when I visit again. I also remember my past. .

54. "Da Qin Temple"

The plains are swaying, and the slopes are green. Suddenly, there are lonely towers, and the mountains are bright. Qing. There are five poems about Xianyoutan. (There are three temples on the pool. The second is in the north of the pool. It goes up the black water to the south temple. Cross the black water to the west and go north to the north temple.The east road is dangerous and one cannot ride [horse], while the west road is separated by a pond. The water in the pond is unfathomable and a wooden bridge is used as a bridge, so one dare not cross. Therefore, there is a pagoda in the South Temple, which looks lovely but cannot be reached. )

55. "Send Tea with Jiang Kui"

In my life, I always have everything I want, and everything is easy to do by land or water. Crossing the river in a flat boat to Wuyue, the food for three years was poor and delicious. The golden and jade dumplings are cooked in the snow, and the sea chelicea are just coming out of the spring. When the wind blows, a cup of flower milk floats and is light and round. After entering Dongbu by boat from Yishe, we reached Sangma River from Fertile Fields. Shearling sheep are as big as [horses], who remembers the banquet with fishy antlers? In the kitchen, steamed millet is buried in a rice vat, and a large ladle is used to pick up sour food and make saliva. (Shandong people like to eat millet rice and drink sour sauce.) Zheluo copper is crushed and discarded, and sesame and white soil must be grinded in a pot. Old friends still look at me with old eyes and say that I am still as good as before. Shaxi Beiyuan is separated by force, and the water is on the line to see who can come first. Two poems from the Qing Dynasty are sent thousands of miles away, and hundreds of purple and gold cakes cost tens of thousands of coins. Yin oh, cook and eat two wonderful things, I'm just afraid of being entangled by begging. The old wife is childish and doesn't know how to love, so half of it has been fried with ginger and salt. There is nothing wrong with everything in life, and the North and the South like to know who is wise. There is no choice between life and death, misfortune and fortune, let alone joy and sorrow. Knowing that you are traveling in poverty, you can't help yourself, so you send poems to express your gratitude and chat with each other.

56. "Out of the Gorge"

When you enter the gorge, you like the rocky rocks, but when you leave the gorge, you love the open space. My mind is calm and not tired, and I feel at ease when I encounter situations. The distance from east to west is thousands of miles, and the scenic spots are visited many times. I never get tired of searching far and wide, and I always reach the highest point. The previous poem is still omitted, and I might forget it if I don't record it for a long time. Reminiscing about returning to the witch temple, there was a cold spring in the middle of the road. Jigui is so cute, full of green light. Suddenly, I was surprised at the end of Wu Gorge, and there was a hole in the belly of the rock. Looking up at the sky, the stone chamber opens to the south. Xuanni ancient temple, with thick trees as curtains. The iron pillars stretch across the sky, overlooking the sky. Whoever builds the structure of the ancients will have unforeseen consequences. The stone sinuses are crying from the sky, and the ancient burials in the tile coffins are sad. The new beach blocks the wind and snow, and the villagers go to carry their sticks. We also went to Longma River and made wine in Maowugu Village. The jade's false regret is not true, but it is actually a lie by the boatman. I heard that the Dao Stone was the most strange, and I saw strange shapes while sleeping. The gorges and mountains are rich and majestic, and you will be saddened once you know them. The bitter hatred is unknown, experienced but imagined. Today we are out of danger, and the Chu River is clear and flat. There are many fish to satisfy the customers, and the wind is favorable. My remembrances occasionally become chapters, and I chat and help boat people sing.

57. "Send the Elderly in a Boat in Qingyuan"

When Xiao Han first crossed Meihua Ridge, he encountered thousands of valleys and rocks behind his back. Qingyuan is a home-based business, and one dream clearly shows that I fell into a rural well. When I wake up, my eyes are filled with lakes and mountains, and the duck-green waves shake the shadow of the phoenix. There is no ladder for the lay people in Hailing, and they settle down in the Yingshui River at the end of the year. A green jade pendant hangs from the mountainside, and the wild [horse] is not restrained by gold. The car cover in front of the door is gone, and the hair on the hair is flowing against the clear hair while smiling. We meet in Tingzhou. The spring breeze blows, and the white apples blow away the flowers and disperse the smoke. Thousands of miles of fluttering hair has not returned, my eyes are broken and tears are streaming down my face. The wild geese from the north came from the south to leave a message, and their bitter words flooded my house. During the ten days of Qingzhai, the tripod is no longer there, and turtles and fish often nest in Qutu. This year, jade grains are as cheap as water, and the money you want to buy for bronze is already empty. A hundred years of life is like mail, how many beauties can there be at seventy? If you have a son, you won't talk about the virtuous and the foolish. Ni Sheng is in vain, but he brings the scriptures and the hoe. Tiannan looks at Dongpo Sou, but he has given up studying all his life.

58. "It snowed slightly on September 20th, and two poems were written by my brother to conceive a child."

On the river, there were poems in the same boat, and Zheng Xi's [horse] shed tears. If you are ashamed to write a sword before serving your country, how can you not fear your friends when you return home? The official residence spends the autumn with surprise, and the temple tower sees snow. Who can climb up there? I know from afar that under the window of Yidong, the carriage and horse knocking on the door will definitely not answer.

59. "Send the Elderly in a Boat in Qingyuan"

Xiaohan visited Meihua Ridge for the first time, facing thousands of valleys and rocks. Qingyuan is a home-based business, and one dream clearly shows that I fell into a rural well. When I wake up, my eyes are filled with lakes and mountains, and the duck-green waves shake the shadow of the phoenix. There is no ladder for the lay people in Hailing. At the end of the year, they end up in Lutiao River. A green jade pendant hangs from the mountainside, and the wild [horse] is not restrained by gold. The car cover in front of the door is gone, and the hair on the hair is flowing against the clear hair while smiling. The spring breeze blows when we meet in Tingzhou, and the white apple blossoms cover the sweet potato water. Thousands of miles of fluttering hair has not returned, my eyes are broken and tears are streaming down my face. The wild geese from the north came from the south to leave a message, and their bitter words flooded my house. During the ten days of Qingzhai, the tripod is no longer there, and turtles and fish often nest in Qutu. This year, jade grains are as cheap as water, and the money you want to buy for bronze is already empty. A hundred years of life is like sending a message to an ear, how many beauties can there be at seventy? If you have a son, don't talk about the wise and foolish. Ni Sheng wants to take the scriptures and hoe in vain. Tiannan looks at Dongpo Sou, but he has given up studying all his life.

60. "On Pengcheng Day, I had a nine-day meeting with Dingguo in Huanglou. "Now I am back to this"

Juzhan Yunang has been passed down since ancient times, and Changfang Ning is now the immortal. It should be counted from the day of Wu Hengfen in the Han Dynasty to the year of Liu Gongxi [horse]. The people of Yushan are now old, but they still see the nature of the Ganges River. Wang Lang wrote a thousand poems in nine days, and now he writes the second poem in Huanglou.

61. "The Fisherman/The Fisherman's Song"

The fisherman smiled and the gull lifted up. A river in the desert is full of wind and rain.The man riding [horse] by the river is an official, and he lends me a lonely boat to cross south.

62. "Send Fan Jingren on a Tour in Luozhong"

The villain is really secretive. It is not a public disaster to retreat in leisure. Dao Dao, why am I sick? Those who listen to the profound words feel cold. Although the worry fades away early, there is still elixir of recovery in this world. When you get wine and meet happily, you will find peace without any intention. Last year I traveled thousands of miles and traveled thousands of miles on the road to Shu. Retire into old age and your body will be in good health, and your desire to climb mountains will not end. The journey to the west is full of cherry blossoms and bamboo shoots, and the journey to the east is full of phoenixes. I carried my son with my walking stick and shoes, and visited the garden pavilion as a guest. There are colorful bamboo temples and stone tower beach in the water. The vogue [horse] is weak and pity white, and laughs timidly when thundering. The moss book marked the cave, (Uncle Ouyang Yong tried to visit Songshan Mountain. At dusk, he saw a moss writing on the cliff, which said it was a cave with a clear cloud. I searched again tomorrow, but it was missing.) The pine-covered Temple of Heaven. Try to talk to Mr. Liu and find Commander Jing again. (Liu Jiyun: I once saw a man in a secluded place in Songshan Mountain, with eyes like a cat, so I thought he was Chief Jing.)

63. "Looking for Spring in Anguo Temple"

I lay down and heard the spring breeze with hundreds of tongues, and got up to look for my fellow villagers in Hualiu Village. The ancient temple in the south of the city is decorated with bamboos, and the curved sills of the small rooms are crimson. Looking at the flowers, I sigh at the old age and recall my youth; I miss my family while drinking wine and feel sad for the old man. The sick eyes are not ashamed of the mica mess, and the hair on the temples is strong in the tea smoke. I know from afar that outside the city of February King, the Jade Immortal is filled with blessings and flowers like a sea. The thin mist covers the new makeup, and the fast horses compete with the wind and make noise. Mr. Tamagawa is so pitiful. He spent his whole life drinking and ending up with no money. I have been ill for ninety days, and I am alone holding my baby in my arms and looking at the flowers and hair.

64. "A poem about visiting Luofu Mountain tells the story of a son's fault"

There is this white jade capital in the world, and when Luofu sees the sun, a rooster crows. The south tower may not be visible to the sun, but Yu Yi wants to face Zhu Ming. (Liu Mengde has a poem about seeing the sun in the middle of the night in Luofu. The mountain is not very high, but the sun can be seen at night. This is different. There are two stone towers on the mountain. Today Yanxiang Temple is under the south tower, and Zhuming Cave is behind Chongxu Temple. , the cloud is the seventh cave in Penglai.) Dongpo's master Baopulao has already made a true bond with his previous life. The golden [horse] in Yutang has been wandering for a long time, and the house with an inch of land is now returned to farming. Daohua also tasted a jujube. (Hou Daohua, a Taoist priest from Yongle in the Tang Dynasty, stole some of the seeds from Master Deng Tianshi before he left. There were seedless jujubes in Yongle, but no one could get them. Daohua got them alone. I was in Qixia, and I also tasted one.) Xu Zheng wants to take revenge on San Peng. (Monk Qixu of the Tang Dynasty met someone who was guiding the Zhikawa Immortal Mansion. The real person asked: Are you the enemy of the Three Pengs? Qixu could not answer.) The stone pillars of the iron bridge are connected in the sky. (There are iron bridges and stone pillars in the mountains, and few people come there. ) The stick quinoa wants to take advantage of the flying scorpion. At night in Yunxi, there is a mute tiger lying in wait. (There is a mute tiger patrolling the mountain.) A ferocious bronze dragon is painted on the fighting altar. (After Chongxu Temple, Zhu Zhenren went to the fighting altar, and he got six bronze dragons and one bronze fish on the altar.) Children and teenagers have strange ambitions, and they sit in Huangting at midnight. Recently, some people have performed Lingyun Fu, and the writing style is like the Li Sao Sutra. Carrying the book with me and returning home, the immortals are writing new inscriptions on the palace. You should be your slave Cai Shaoxia, and I am also Ji Mengshan Xuanqing. (Dream Book of the Tang Dynasty

65. "Twenty-Two Rhymes of the Ghost Chapter"

In the Qing and Tang Dynasties, there were bandits, and they were poor demons with white heads. They stole Lintao County and sneaked into Daozhu Bridge. The temple conspirator Zhou Zhaohu, the border commander Han Banchao. Strong fortress Thousands of soldiers were defeated, and the traitor was captured and killed in the cave. The strange man's image was carried in the joyful road. . After hearing about it for a few days, I saw the two saints coming to the present court. Thousands of officials were carrying the chariot and the wind was lost. Fu, translated as "Long Tongue". The grace of slowing down death is great, and the tail of seeking life is shaken again and again. The kindheartedness meets Tang Yao. He really catches the tiger with his bare hands, and the soup is not given to the owl. He is even trapped in the East Market. There is no need to kill the beasts. The remaining young ones may be recruited. The power of the West is strong, and the martial arts festival is in Tongliao. Don't ask for it anymore.

66. "Xiebaitapu"

The forest is full of forest gaps, and the leaves are beginning to break in the late days of Wu Dynasty. , The flowers fluttering on the rock slowly and fragrantly. Looking as far as the eye can see, I am exhausted. The birds are far away, and deep in the white clouds is my hometown.

67. "Two Rhymes Before Release from Prison"

? One work: December 28th. The two poems with the previous rhymes are repeated by the deputy director of the Water Department of the School of Inspection. The hundred-day return period coincides with the spring, and the joy of remaining life is the most important thing. The wine glass is just a dream, and I am already like a master in writing poetry. Why should I be blamed for this disaster? I have been tired of writing all my life. I will not be tired of my reputation when I leave. [Ma] There are no young cockfights in the city. Pengze, who has retired from office, is poor and has no wine, but Vimo is sick and has a wife.It's easy to laugh at Suiyang's old man's eccentricity, and appeal to Jiangxi for me. When Ziyou heard that I was in prison, he begged for a title to atone for his sins and was demoted to the prison of Junzhou.

68. "The second rhyme was written by Sun Juyuan, who sent the works of Li and Sheng to Lianshui, and also sent them with the message"

Before arriving in Jiaoxi, I can say that there will be no spring for mulberries and hemp. I don’t envy the people riding horses in Beijing, but I envy the boatmen in Huaiyue.

69. "Tomorrow will be the ninth day of the lunar month, and I will tell you about the ancient meeting because I will not go there when I am sick, and then use the previous rhyme."

html In October, when autumn comes, the pillow will be cool when I am sick, and the frost will fly in the night, so the quilt is fragrant. Poor hat-blowing arrogant Commander [Ma], who was so angry that he personally beat up old Meng Guang. If you don't sit down gracefully, you will become dirty and lean against the door. The world will discuss the present and the past, and we will sigh deeply when we look closely at the dogwood tree.

70. "Send Fan Jingren on a Tour in Luozhong"

The villain is really secretive. It is not a public disaster to retreat in leisure. Dao Dao, why am I sick? Those who listen to the profound words feel cold. Although sorrow fades away early, there is still elixir of recovery in this life. When you get wine and meet happily, you will find peace without any intention. Last year I traveled thousands of miles and traveled thousands of miles on the road to Shu. Retire into old age and your body will be in good health, and your desire to climb mountains will not end. The journey to the west is full of cherry blossoms and bamboo shoots, and the journey to the east is full of phoenixes. I went with my son to visit the garden pavilion. There are colorful bamboo temples and stone tower beach in the water. The vogue [horse] is weak and pity white, and laughs timidly when thundering. Moss books mark the cave, and pine covers the temple of heaven. Try to talk to Mr. Liu and find Commander Jing again.

71. "Stone Drum"

In the twelfth month of winter, I am in a sad and ugly year. I first joined the government and met Mr. Lu. I heard about the stone drum and now I see it, the writing is so gloomy that the snake is running away. When I first looked closely, I traced the belly with my fingers, and when I wanted to read, I felt like I was holding a pair of pincers in my mouth. It’s too late for Han Gong to rejoice in his past life, and my current situation is a hundred years later. If you force yourself to look for radicals and draw some pictures, you will get one, two or eighty-nine. My chariot attacks [the horse] as well, and the fish are as strong as the willows that pass through them. (His words go like this: My chariot is attacking, and my [horse] is the same. It also goes: How do its fishes measure up, and how do they measure up to carps? How do they connect with them, and they measure poplars and willows. Only these six sentences are readable, and the rest are incomprehensible. .) The ancient utensils are like a tripod, and the stars are scattered all over the place. Half of it is blurred like a callus, and the heel and elbow can still be distinguished from the heel. The moon is missing and the moon is hidden in the clouds and mist, and the beautiful harvest is beautiful and the weeds are shining. Drifting through hundreds of battles, there is no chance of survival. Who can be friends for thousands of years of independence? Chasing Xuanjie and Weinuo at the top, bowing to Bingsi and flying AA11 at the bottom. Recalling the Song of the Zhou Dynasty in the past

72. "On this day, I got off my horse and rested in the monk's house on the north mountain. There is a pavilion called Huaixian Nanzhixie"

Looking south at the entrance of the Xiegu Valley, the three mountains are like canine teeth. Looking west at Wuzhangyuan, it is as gloomy as a long snake. With Zhuge Gong in mind, thousands of horses came out of Hanba. The officials and officials were as quiet as water, and Xiaoxiao heard the [horse] call. Gongcai and Cao Pi are more than ten times better. Looking at the three assistant rooms, the momentum is like wind blowing sand. Once the long star fell, it made the Shu woman's hair fall. Little did the mountain monk know that there was an old haze in the room. The past is dispersed by the clouds, so the mountains lean toward the Wei River. Guests come to hang out in vain, and shed tears of sorrow.

73. "Go to Fuyang New Town Li Jietui and stay for three days to stay at the Feng Shui cave to see it"

The spring birds are chirping in the spring mountains, and I cannot sing without my singing here. The road is long and winding near Jiangpu, and there must be your words here. I didn't see you by the goldfish pond, so I chased you straight past Dingshan Village. Passersby all say that you are not far away, and the young man riding the horse is clear and polite. Fengyan Water Cave was famous in the past, and it was only accessible at night by a mountain stream. The plum calyx floats on the bridge at dawn, and I know that you are a horse and the flowers are falling on the rock. It was still too late after three days of leaving the city, and my wife and children scolded me when I would return. The children in this world are so proud of their speed that they treat each other like kings.

74. "Send Li Gongshu to Que"

Your talent is like cutting a jade knife, and when you see it, it is cold and hairy. I am willing to follow the strong men to cut down the mirages, but I don’t want to have a brocade ribbon wrapped around my waist. Using it violates his talent and ambition, and he sits as tired as the subordinate officials. Suddenly, there is a yellowish air on my eyebrows, and I am beginning to want to be more handsome. When talking, both sides are moved, and one sentence can break the barrier of a thousand words. I am in Dongwu in a short time, and I am free from all things and just have fun. Even though the barrier has been destroyed to connect the inside and outside, the cavalry is still called [horse] cao. You are an envoy and don't ask anything about it. Instead, you hold double pincers to drink. Drinking heavily, he sat down and talked to amaze the crowd, mixed with mockery and poetry. There are many taboos for children in the world, but only I can tolerate the true virtuous man. Buy me a field near the Wenshui River, and when I die, I will go back to punish the wormwood. An Neng will live forever under the dust, and he will follow others like a tangerine.

75. "Farewell to Zheng Hucao"

I traveled around Qiantang Lake and up the mountains, and when I came back, my writing was full of freshness. The poor boy and the thin [horse] let me drink. Who is like Zixian in the back alley? There is often no food when there is land for public property, but there is no blanket for hospitality in Guangwen. If I don’t take advantage of the flower season when I return east, who will be with the beauty when the spring breeze blooms?

76. "Farewell to Zheng Hucao"

Water surrounds Pengcheng Tower, and mountains surround the horse stage. A place where heroes have existed since ancient times, but a thousand years have left many sorrows. Long Zhun flew into the sky, and his heavy pupils turned to gray. Lu Bu is under the Bai family, and the big star falls in Huaihe. I still miss Liu Deyu and linger here while drinking. You are suffering and lonely, and the abandoned garden is full of green moss. The sound of the river flows at a hundred steps, and it goes back nine miles. The mountains and rivers stimulate each other, and the sound of the night turns to wind and thunder. Dangdang Qinghe River, I opened the Huanglou.The autumn moon falls in the corner of the city, and the spring breeze shakes the wine glass. Chi Jun is a guest, and new poems are published. Lou Chengjun has gone, but everyone is very good. When he was young, he was tired of traveling and returned with a white head. Climb the tower and scream loudly to make you feel safe.

77. "Ci Yun Zi You Shu Shu Li Bo Shi's Collection of Han Ganma"

The cloud curtain hangs over the ancient house in Tantan, and the provincial Chinese books are like tangled silk. Suddenly I saw Bo Shi painting a horse in the sky, and the wind was blowing and the sand was growing and falling. The horse in the sky comes from the west and travels to the extreme west, its momentum is competing with the setting sun. Dragon Ying and Leopard's buttocks are eight feet tall, and their speed is unfettered by the human world. The tiger spine of Yuanshou is a good friend, but the jade flowers of Kaiyuan are not surprising. In Bo's time, there was a real official in hiding, who drank and pecked but did not envy the female in the mountain beam. Paintings and writings are used to chat, but who knows what the meaning is thousands of miles away. The dry painting only depicts the flesh but not the bones, which makes the painting unrealistic and leaves only the skin. Fanjun cleverly talks about what is in his heart, and his witty words are intended to send you to the underworld. Don't you see, Han Sheng said that he has nothing to learn, and all the horses in the stable are my masters.

78. "The second rhyme of Fan Chunfu contains the stars, the moon, the stone, the wind and the forest screen"

month is second to the three stars in the house calendar, and the bullfighting is not the only spirit. The mulberry trees and elm trees are shaken to the west, and the shadows fall on the Su Ziyan and the screen. Tiangong and I are both tired of things, but neither of them lives like this when they have nothing to do. I hold the basket and curtains with you, and go to the greenhouse to watch Yao's death. Self-pity Taishi's cow [horse] goes away, tricks and other divination and blessings are all recommended. If you want to keep your clothes and display your martial arts, you will hit the clouds and water and return to Nanming. Tao Hong did not say Guan Cheng Mu, but the intoxicating stone could help Pingquan wake up, so he took these two things with the Master, hoping to keep the wonderful essence in heaven. But let the nourishing liquid dry up, and don't let the light and scenery create darkness. Why don't you treat me with a name in the letter? You can be like thunder if you are independent. I sleep drunkenly under the windy forest, and the night is as green as the fishing fire. When caressing things and cherishing people, one should sigh alone. Who should listen when writing poems to send children.

79. "Xuelang Stone"

Taihang came to Wan [Ma] Tun from the west, and he had the potential to compete with Daiyue for supremacy. The flying fox flies up to the ridge of the world, half-covering the setting sun before dusk. It was cut into 200 counties in Shandong and replaced by three villages in the north. Thousands of peaks roll up the tooth tent on the right, and the earth gate is cut off by the collapse of the cliff. He came to the city and made flying rocks, and a cannon shot down the proud soul. For a hundred years of peace and quiet, this thing is lying stiffly on the withered elm root. Painters strive to imitate the snow and waves, but there are no traces of thunder axes in the heavenly craftsmanship. Lidui is surrounded by rivers on all sides, and there are no Shu scholars who can comment on it. The old man played with the rain, sat down with his wine and watched the beads jumping in the basin. This body is illusory, it is not a dream, the mountains and rivers of my hometown are in my heart.

80. "Getting a Haircut"

Sleeping in the sea and transporting oneself, the vast Chaohuang Palace. The sun is still shining, and the pines are covered with frost. The old tree has been leaning against me for a long time, and its teeth are sparse and filled with the breeze. Once you cleanse your ears and eyes, you will be able to understand everything. The young man suffers from lethargy, and often goes to court in a hurry. Climbing and scratching are not enough, and I am already trapped in the crown and heavy towel. What's the difference between serving a horse and being filled with dust and wind??. The sound of the saddle and the moon sound is actually the same as the weapon. Liberation cannot be expected, and withered willows cannot be found easily. Who can write this music and offer it to the golden man?

81. "Two Poems about Viewing the Lake"

Riding on a chariot to attract the gods and immortals from afar, the gentle breeze blows thousands of miles to the sea. Looking back, I don’t know how small the sand world is, but I still feel the color and dust are high in my floating clothes. Xumi has a top and hangs down to the sun; Tushita has no roots and wears an Ao underneath. Shi Fan was in a state of confusion, and Feiyun was unconsciously intoxicated. The morning sun shines on the water, and the water blooms with red light, and the jade waves and silver waves linger. The mountains separate Cebu into the distance, and the clouds are high and the wind is blowing. The shadows of the rising clouds fade away from the remaining fire, and the transitive arrogance is bright and delicate. The pity is so great that I don’t know what I am doing, and I live in the wild [horse] leisurely.

82. "Answer to Uncle Li Duan"

If a person is like a [horse] or like a class, he walks on the pot head and walks out of the jade pass with a smile. Having entered the western Qiang to cross the sand moraine, we came to the East China Sea to see Mount Tao. I know you as a small stranger from thousands of people, and comfort me for ten years. Xi Province Lianjun, we are neighbors. We meet each other by chance, and it is a leisurely time to meet each other interestingly.

83. "The second rhyme is Fan Chunfu Han Xing Yan Yue Shi Feng Lin Ping Poem"

month is second to three stars in the house calendar, bullfighting is not the only spirit. The mulberry trees and elm trees are shaken to the west, and the shadows fall on the Su Ziyan and the screen. Tiangong and I are both tired of things, but neither of them lives like this when they have nothing to do. I hold the basket and curtains with you, and go to the greenhouse to watch Yao's death. Self-pity Taishi's cow [horse] goes away, tricks and other divination and blessings are all recommended. If you want to keep your clothes and display your martial arts, you will hit the clouds and water and return to Nanming. Tao Hong is not called Guan Cheng Mu, but drunk stone can help Pingquan wake up. Therefore, I hold these two things with you, Master, in order to keep the wonderful essence in heaven. But let the nourishing liquid dry up, and don't let the light and scenery create darkness. Why don't you treat me with a name in the letter? You can be like thunder if you are independent. I sleep drunkenly under the windy forest, and the night is as green as the fishing fire. When caressing things and cherishing people, one should sigh alone. Who should listen when writing poems to send children.

84. Two poems》

I have been with you in the West Lake for three years, and the [horse] enters the dust and the crane enters the cage. I came from the East China Sea to see the sun alone, but Shiqiao went to Changhong first. After knowing farewell from afar, Tian Huafa went to the bottle to say that he was sick. The king of Shushan whom I hate has never seen him, and he joined hands with me to get drunk.

85. "Two Poems on Viewing the Lake"

The rising sun shines on the water and the red light blooms, and the jade waves and silver waves linger.The mountains separate Cebu into the distance, and the clouds are high and the wind is blowing. The rising clouds are colorful and the remaining fire is burning, and the transitive momentum is bright and delicate. The pity is so great that I don’t know what I am doing, and I live in the wild [horse] leisurely.

86. "The father-in-law of the king of Xuanyi in Qingyuan, won the official position through repeated promotions, and became the master of Hongya, Ya"

The blue shirt is half frosted and the leaves are withered. He treats the people like children and the officials like slaves. Officials and people should not look upon me as an official. I am a literate farmer. When his wife cries about her son and the governor is angry, sometimes a wild man comes to pull his beard. When I brush my clothes and take the exam, I don’t have taro, rice, beans. Returning to the roadside of Seocho Bridge, I still wear a life pot while traveling alone. In front of Ci Lao Rock, he called himself to cross the river, while people along the Qingyi River struggled to help him. This year's Silkworm Market gathered in several prefectures, and there were survivors carrying trousers. The Guizhou people in the city look like each other, with white beards and red belts. I want to return to the west to predict my neighbors. I hold my palms across the wall and sing. If you don't follow the example of the mountain king riding a horse, you will turn around and point your finger at Huang Gonglong.

87. "Farewell to Zheng Hu Cao"

Water surrounds Yuan City Tower, and mountains surround the horse stage. The land of heroes from ancient times has been filled with sorrow for thousands of years. Long Zhun flew into the sky, and his heavy pupils turned to gray. Lu Bu is under the Bai family, and the big star falls in Huaihe. I still miss Liu Deyu and linger here while drinking. You are suffering and lonely, and the abandoned garden is full of green moss. The river sounds from a hundred steps away, and the mountains reach back nine miles away. The mountains and rivers stimulate each other, and the sound of the night turns to wind and thunder. Dangdang Qinghe River, I opened the Huanglou. The autumn moon falls in the corner of the city, and the spring breeze shakes the wine glass. Chi Jun is a guest, and new poems are published. Lou Chengjun has gone, but everyone is very good. When he was young, he was tired of traveling and returned with a white head. Climb the tower and scream loudly to make you feel safe.

88. "Huaqing Yin"

Xinglan Soup in October. Yu Zong Qiong Liang. The carriages and horses of five families are like water, and the roadside is full of pearls. Cuihua went to cover the square bed. Only the smoke trees remain. So far, the clear moon has passed over the wall.

89. "Two poems by my younger brother to conceive a child in light snow on September 20th"

It snows slightly in Qiyang in September, which makes me feel depressed at the end of the year. In a short day, the anvil and pestle are in a hurry, and the cold official has nothing to do and the house is deep. After saying goodbye to sorrow, the wine can be eliminated, and the gray hair has already been put into a hairpin in autumn. I was about to buy a mink fur coat and go out of the fortress, but suddenly I thought of taking a messenger to ask about Xichen. The boat in the same boat on the river is full of poems, and Zheng Xi's [horse] is crying. If you are ashamed to write a sword before serving your country, how can you not fear your friends when you return home? The official residence spends the autumn with surprise, and the temple tower sees snow. Who can climb up there? I know from afar that under the window of Yidong, the carriage and horse knocking on the door will definitely not answer.

90. "He Zi met and sent from the bitter cold"

Life is not enough, and it takes three years to say goodbye. I have had a few in three years, but I have thrown them away without any reason to return them. I am always afraid that separation will destroy my hair and face. I like to write books in the past, and I won't be able to write a book if I don't come here. If you think carefully about your usual happiness, it is called the object of worry. Among all the scholars in the world, there is nothing better than being happy with Zi. The envious child has not been out for a long time, and he has developed lice while studying. My husband returns to where he came from and will never give up on the present. The Xiqiang resolve their feud, and the warriors are worried about the situation. Although the temple plot does not involve fighting, the captives will always deceive the heavens. Shanxi Liangjiazi, Jinyuan Minkqiuxian. Thousands of gold to buy a war [horse], a hundred treasures of makeup and a sword ring. When will I chase you away and try to deal with the captives?

91. "On the 27th, we traveled from Yangping to Xiegu and stayed at Panlong Temple in Nanshan Mountain"

Hengcha crossed the Bijiankou at night and rode a horse into the Nanshan Valley at night. (Sound bath.) The dark water in the valley is ringing, and the stars on the ridge are shining brightly. The temple is hidden at the bottom of the rock for tens of millions of people, and the road winds three hundred twists and turns on the mountainside. The wind makes hungry tigers howl in the empty forest, and the dark moon scurries through the bamboos. When you enter the entrance, you suddenly see a deep hall, with a broken candle illuminating the green light of the Buddha. I feel ashamed that I have no food and wine to entertain the tourists. I just chop the fir trees and boil the stream vines. Bange sleeps alone on the pillow, and the wooden fish moves with the monk's porridge at dawn. From the first sight, thousands of tiles are jagged and jagged, and thousands of rocks are scattered in red and green. In front of the gate, merchants carry peppers and clams, and behind the mountains are close to Bashu. When will I return to plowing the fields on the river? I will chase the swans flying south all night long.

92. "Sun Juyuan"

He traveled to Beijing for three years and was so haggard that it is difficult to comment. Sweating in the world of mortals, but turning over with [horse] hooves. Favors come and go, not retribution brings disaster. I am a lifelong friend, but I will never be able to keep up with you. When I come to the south, it is really clear and open, but I hate that I have nothing to say. Not to mention Guangling City, you can meet Liu and Sun. Different interests are incompatible, such as the king of monkeys. We have been together for a long time, and I am afraid that we will be overwhelmed by doubts. I am a kind of scattered person, and my son is connected to the great source of truth. He didn't dare to break off the relationship, and ran south and east again.

93. "Youjing Mountain"

The peaks come from Tianmu Mountain, and they are like horses running towards Pingchuan. In the middle of the journey, he broke through the foot of a thousand miles, and the golden whip and jade? ascended to the stage and circled. People say that where mountains live, water also lives, and there is an eternal abyss of dragons and dragons below. The Taoist knows the king's spirit with his heavenly eyes, and sits on the top of a barren mountain with a straw banquet. Sincerity cracks the rocks, and the goddess comes down to test her face like a lotus. The cold window is warm enough to come to Puwo, and the water is winding down in the night bowl. The old man Xuemei knocked on the door, willing to practice meditation for his disciples. You will waste three hundred years of prosperity, and you will lose money if you run around Wu. Flying towers and palaces press down on the valley, bells at morning and evening and drums startle the sleeping dragons. In the clear sky, we occasionally see floating mirages, and in the setting sun, we see a few kites in the forest.Living things coexist within the envelope, and they are cooked together by the fire. Recently, I have become more and more aware of the narrow roads in the world, and every time I reach a wide place, I am in trouble. Sorry, I am old and useless at everything, but I am at a loss as to how to learn from the past. Asking the dragon and begging for water to wash his eyes, he wants to read the fine characters and spend his remaining years. (Washing sick eyes with Longjing water is effective.)

94. "The Supervisor of Tangcun Good Luck in the Salt River Rain"

I am an official but do not do anything. If Hu doesn't come back, he will be ashamed of Yuanming if he stays. The salt issue is urgent, and who can support farming? When the dying day breaks out, everyone points to Luogoukeng. The rain from the sky helps the government, and the clothes are wet with rain. Humans are like ducks and pigs, throwing themselves into mud and splashing each other in shock. Dismounting from the horse on the deserted embankment, I looked around at Danhu Lake. The line is not sufficient, and there is competition with cattle and sheep. Although it is humiliating to return to the fields, how can you know how to walk in the mud? A message to my old mountain friends, be careful not to get tired of quinoa soup.

95. "Touring Jingshan Mountain with Zhou Governor Li Xiucai, the two kings first sent poems to express their rhymes"

The young man drank in a red dress and couldn't push away the wine. Come to the foot of the mountain and try to wash away the dust and mist. A thin [horse] cherishes the mud and refuses to cross the current. There is only Mr. Runan, who is with me all day and night. I am willing to leave my feet in the world of mortals and hang on to my white clouds for a while. Sorry, I am so different from the rest of the world. Once the fame is broken, what is the use of discarding it? With Tao Jingjie in mind, he went to ask his husband about the way. Long Yi loves his former residence, and it has been here for hundreds of years. It is a rainy and hail night, and the palace is dark, windy and foggy. But I abandoned my hometown and country, and forgot to cross the river to the north. Then I wanted to build a house in front of this mountain to live in peace for the rest of my life. I am also afraid that it will be too secluded and lonely, and frost will hit me at the end of the year. Li Sheng, who was traveling with me, walked with his flat feet. Kong Ming does not love himself, so he looks after him three times when he is old. When I return home, I sweep away whoever steps in front of the door.

96. "The heavy snowfall stayed in Weizhou on the first day of the year, and it cleared up early on the first day, and the snow resumed on the way."

The heavy snowfall stayed on the last night, and the first day of the new year cleared up. The east wind blows the lingering drunkenness, and the thin [horse] remains in dreams. The green onion is blooming at dawn, and the remaining flowers are spinning. Get off your horse and have a drink in the wild. Who can share the joy? In a moment, the evening clouds will close, and there will be no empty space. Goose feathers hang down from the [horse] horse, and it is strange to ride on a white phoenix. There was a drought in the East for three years, and all the households that had fled were living in a row. The old farmer sighed, tears welling up in his stomach. Although the spring snow is late and the clouds are late, spring wheat can still be planted. Dare to complain and do hard work, and help you sing the rice bowl.

97. "When I arrived in Jinan, Li Gongze greeted him with poems and rhymed two poems"

Xi Qiu Lei [Horse] By the ancient river, the wild sky is vast and the jade dust is low. I laughed at the meal and felt that it belonged to the country, and came to see the immortal in exchange for wine. When an official travels everywhere, he is like a gift, but when does he do the farming himself? The remaining time is to compose new poems and be in harmony with the king. Do not waste the morning due to wind and rain. Surrounded by music and singing at the waterside at night, the joy will always fade away when we look back. This year I send you to be the prefect, and you will be my master wherever I meet you. Gathering, separation, and careful thinking are all dreams, and I gradually feel that they are not related to each other. There is no need to ask when the candles are flying, it is early morning when the bats are flying.

98. "Reply to Fan Zuyu"

Liu Ji was born in Xiayi, Wuzhou, and Zhang and Li were only a few. (There are lines from Zhang Pushe and Li Linhuai in the poem.) The remains of the double pupils have also been dusted, only the Huanglou is near the Surabaya River. (The county has a hall, which is commonly known as the Overlord Hall. According to legend, it is not allowed to sit down, so the servants demolished it to build a yellow building.) Now the prefect is old and cold, and his chivalrous spirit has not washed away his Confucianism. You are better than the poor Lu Bu of Baimen, who wants to hide the saddle [horse] matter from Cao.

99. "Ci Yun's Reply to Wang Dingguo"

Every time I get a poem from you, it is like getting a book, but it is not as good to write a wonderful book when Xuanxin is written. There are hundreds of kinds of things in front of you, and you know how to drive them away with poetry. Rumor has it that it has been raining for ten days, and there is no fish in the streets. The people who came in the old rain are not coming now, so I drank alone and lay down in a clear state. (Name of the hall.) Although I am the ancient Yunle of the county, the beautiful mountains and rivers are not my house. I hope you will not abrogate the Nine Promise, but think of this decline and be cold and diligent.

100. "Writing a letter to Wang Jinqing, recalling the wandering pen of Beicheng during the Cold Food Festival the year before last."

The fireworks during the Cold Food Festival in Beicheng were faint, and the falling flowers and butterflies were flying in groups. The king and his grandson forgot to return home from amusement, and the horse Zijin was riding in front of the door. The smoke is falling under the tent while the sheng is being played. Who dares to look at the passers-by who raise their heads? You don't obey the crazy guests who knock on the door, but send the beautiful city to come out with green curtains. The scholar's old eyesight is thin and thin, but when he draws pictures, he feels that Zhou Fang is too fat. Don't forget that everything in spring has become more beautiful, and you can't see the red sun surrounding it in the west. When did I sing and pick weeds in Dongshan, and listen to the gold-threaded clothes?

101. "Two Poems to Send Zhang Shihou from Shu to the Palace Examination"

I forget to go home and I don't notice the spots on my temples. Good things happen to people from the country who come back. The broken ridge does not block the view to the west, and sends you straight across the King of Chu Mountain. Trying on spring clothes at the foot of Yunlong Mountain, seeing off Luo Hui in front of the Crane Pavilion. The apricot blossoms are red for ten miles, and the groom is flying away.

102. "After leaving Xuzhou and going to Nanjing, I immediately wrote and sent five poems"

The officials and the people should not ask for help, and the singers should not choke. My life is like sending someone to my ears, I would rather say goodbye to you alone. Parting is everywhere, sorrow and sorrow are bound to love. But I have no kindness at all. Who can do this? They all waited for child's play, whipped and cut off. There are two stone figures on the side of the road, and I see the prefect making hair from time to time. If you know how to laugh, you should caress the crown and tassel of your palm.Why do you come here? The flowers and branches grow red. Before washing the lamp and worshiping [Horse], I wish you a long life. The year before last, there was no envoy, and the fish and turtles turned into children. He raised his whip to thank his elders and sat down to make you poor. The poor are destined to be evil, and wherever they go they will attract disaster. It is not my fault that water comes, and it is not my fault that it goes away. In ancient times, Bian came to the west and welcomed me to Nanjing. It flows into Huaisi from the east and sends me southeastward. After seeing each other for a while, we still have lingering feelings for each other. The spring rain surged and reached Pengcheng overnight. Passing by my yellow building, the red railing shines on the flying deer. Poor Hong Shangshi, who listens to the sound of the moon? I went to Nanjing the year before last and the cherries in Mai Lao were ripe. Now I come to the old tourist place, where the cherry blossoms and wheat are half yellow and green. Years pass by like a night, and people and events change repeatedly. The old man in green shirt is doing things, but sitting still has fat on his cheeks. Lian Pian read and guard three times, greeting and seeing off like a rotating hub. I have already decided when to return to farming. I have already decided on the farm. Where is the direction of Butian? South Road of Shifoshan. There is Erjiachuan below, and thousands of fields are planted with rice. The mountain spring houses the dragon mirage, and the plain land walks like a cream. At the same time, there is one gold per mu, and I want to be a runaway household. When the general dies, he undresses his hairpin and sells his sword to buy cattle utensils. Isn't it true that the old mountains are pregnant with flowers, and the abandoned houses are filled with wormwood? I was afraid of the people of Tongxiang, so I built a memorial hall for Zhongqing's tomb.

103. "Gift to Yuan Zhi"

The body is like void, and everything is stored by me. Hu Weiqiang said goodbye. Buy a farmhouse with a hundred gold. Master Yuan is nowhere to be seen, but the god [horse] carries Ji Yu. There is nothing left to wander around, and I don’t want to have more than one meal. The official lake is my pond, and the school building is my residence. Why should I leave behind my children and grandchildren? The smoked wind darkens the willows, and the autumn water clears the hibiscus. You should observe that I know your son, and don’t blame your son for knowing the fish.

104. "Reharmony [Two Songs]"

If your eyes are dazzled, your hair will be frosted evenly, and if you are sick, your horse will only die from the dust. Feng Yin picked up the remaining articles and served as a servant, thinking about returning to his young master and admiring Zhu Chen. The declining years are spectacular and empty, and the dangerous rhyme and clear poetry strive for newness. Don’t be disgusted with the last few chapters. The residual pepper and cinnamon in the longevity are pungent. Looking back at the sea across Donglai, the sun shines on the three mountains. The mist rises from the flying tower of Guiguan, and the fairy tower and precious canopy come to the sky. I don’t hear leaks from the palace to urge morning arrows, but I feel the shadow of the eaves turns to the ancient locust trees. Enshrine Qing Banfei Laozhu, when will the beggar return from Kuaiji? (At that time, Fang Que was the guardian of Kuaiji.)

105. "Ci Yunzi knew Huai'an's army by sending him home and retreating."

I was a friend of the same year in my state, and he was as charming as a harp. At that time, fame meant more than picking up purple and green. Things go as they wish, and God may not be too old. Now the crane in the picture is leaning forward in a court. (There were thirteen friends in my state in the same year, but only six of them survive today, so there are words like stars on the piano and cranes in the picture.) The retired man kept the promise, and the frost and chrysanthemums are still fragrant. The drums and flutes are broken, but the Zhu strings are faint and don't listen. There is a spring drought in the southwest, and the waste swamps are sticky with withered duckweeds. Pianran went away, wanting to see Ling Yuling. I have no relegation to immortals, but I am waiting for the edict to be sent to Chenxiang Pavilion. Riding the [horse] in the inner stable empty, the battle in the sky follows the clouds. Unexpectedly, there is no compensation at all. Who can support you? I am forever ashamed of the old man from the old mountain. I send you Ding Ning.

106. "Ciyun Kong Changfu sent Zhang Tianjue to the east of the river to be punished"

sent Jun Yingdian's fur coat, and relied on a thousand bells to wash away his worries. Taking off one's hat and being romantic has a long history. (You like cursive writing but not craftsmanship, so you use this as a play.) The family of Burian was born and stayed in the marquis. (Zhang Gang, the seventh grandson of Zifang, was born in Wuyang. His tomb is in present-day Pengshan. How can you follow him?) Zihe Jun [Ma] fought for it, (Lin Mansion [Ma], came out of Zihe Branch .) Zhaoyi's exhausted troops also had less rest. (In the Tang Dynasty, they were called Zhaoyi infantrymen and Gezelu archers.) Orienting to the Qiu Mountains brought praise, so the pass was filled with yellow leaves.

107. "The next rhyme is sent to Zhou Zhengru again"

Dongchuan got Wanglang, sitting and competing with the west. The high wind pours into the stone chamber, and the old school's humble tomb. The people of Shu have envoys to you, and they will not stand tall wherever you go. Bamboo [horse] welcomes Xihou, and big money is given to Liu Chong. Juxi Road is far away, and the old and the young support each other. Look at the paintings of the ancient Cong Temple, and see all kinds of weird things arching towards you. There are ox heads and tutu, and clouds and trees pile up in the ridges. Drunk in the countryside to catch up on old travels, Jia Yuyong writes in the formation. We chatted about poems, drank and had fun, and swept away the redundant books. The west wind blows a good sentence, and the pearls and jade have no heel. (Liu Hui

108. "The day before the Xinglong Festival banquet, Wei Xue and Ziyou visited Wang Dingguo for a drink"

Each of them wrote a poem when they wake up and will go to court tomorrow to show that the country has been settled. The wind is blowing and the jade sand is flying, and the imperial edict is to return to the country. Leave early in the morning. I know that the snow in the clear hall is just like the flowers in the forest. The five characters of "Jun" are included in the poem, and I want to compete with the six. The wind in my head has healed, and my back is itchy and my claws are crawling. The silver bottle is filled with oil and ants are floating on the wine, and the purple bowl is spread with millet and dragon tea. Who dances with drums and fishes in the Yangtze River? The lights of Jiuqu are mixed with dreams. After ten years of gathering and separation, we watch the morning glow outside the handshake hall of the Ming Dynasty. Poetry Fourteen Rhymes Jin Qinghe's Words"

The meaning of love is also in the mountains. Looking up at the sun, there is no cloud in the sky in Chang'an.Returning to Chang'an and looking up the mountain, things have changed. The orchestra has gone and the guests have dispersed, only Ma Qi is weaving a golden spring. Wowa is thousands of miles away, and it needs to be full of wind and snow to light up the mountains and rivers. I lived in a luxurious house eating preserved dates, and for ten years I bowed before the dragon flag. However, he was extremely thin due to illness, and the misfortune of being in prison was extremely bad. The romantic literary talent is endless, and the ink and wash compete with poetry. Why paint a mountain without the people in the mountain? Field songs have not known the fields since ancient times. Zheng Qian has two of the three most outstanding kings, and his strokes can save three hundred years. If you want to make the rocks and valleys chaotic and graceful, your eyebrows and peaks will be repaired and you will praise Lianjuan. How can there be a dream of spring in the world? This body will sleep like an old silkworm for three times. You will never be able to stay secluded in the mountains for long. You have to live like a fairy on the plains. If you can make water and stone grow in your eyes, who would be my best friend but you? I hope you will never forget your stay in Ju, and when you are happy, you will write about Prisoner Mountain. (Liu Zihou has

110. "Nine Days to Determine the Rhythm of the Country"

The bacteria in the dynasty are not Hui Shuo, and the crickets are suspicious of the Spring and Autumn Period. It has been a lifetime in Nanke, and I have not turned around in my sleep. The immortal looks at my Cao, so why is it so thick with bees and ants. I don't know the barbaric touch. There are worries about the two countries. I have never thought about the past. I am so embarrassed that I have been in the world for a long time. Ten years later, I realized that this life was full of people. Children often collected them from the feudal lords, or they seemed to be the slaves of the noble family. Qiu. There is no car [horse] in my mind. I meet alone in Kyushu. I am laughing at my dream. , There is no land for me. When I return to the city, there are many empty hills.

111. "Shi wanted to paint Jin Qing with a stone, but his father wanted to take both things." 》

The spring ice is not really strong, the frost leaves are no longer green. Tong.) Penshan cannot be hidden, and there is no way to draw [horses]. Why should we abandon the ditch and destroy the treasure? It is wonderful to turn things around, so I seek [horse] divination. After Vimalakia returned to his home, the goddess gave him an endless lamp, which illuminated this deep valley for a long time. Wan [horse] Jun's song. Lying in the clouds and returning to rest, he saw the speed of breaking the enemy. (The generals of Jin Dynasty often have this ambition.)

112. "After the Kaomu Picture of Shu Chao"

I used to be in the field, but I know the sheep and the ox. The cow's back is as steady as riding a boat with no one on the shore. I am lying down reading a book and the cow doesn't know it. The sound of my whip is like a drum, and I can't see it. The grass grows in the lake, and the cattle and sheep grow sick. The muscles and bones are strong in the mountains.

113. "Ciwang Dingguoyun Shudan Yuanzi Ningji Zhai"

Immortals and I live in the same place, but there is no one who wants to live in Ningji. Take it with you. People know Xi Jian, and heaven does not leave any traces. The worldly things worry me. The husband suddenly calls Qi Kongbin, and he wants to write a book. Guan, go to Bu and drink [horse] next to Wang Lang Zhuo Wanqi, and want to be close to the poor alley. It is not early to travel south, if it is new,

114. "Chen Wai Pavilion"

Chushan is clear of dust, and the water of Ganxi is clear. It's so cool. I'm going out for a while, and I'm grateful for this life. The mountains are high, and I take a rest every ten steps. I look down at the beautiful place where the secluded people are feasting, and the dragons and tigers are cutting horses. There is no doubt that I will fall into the mountain. If Ye Yuan does not help me, I will leave a few words in the play and fight for thousands of years.

115. "Ci Yunzi presents two quatrains to Mr. Wu Ziye"

[Horse] The traces are all over the place, just like a small thatched cottage closed in summer. Immortal heart wants to capture Zuo Yuanfang, but he is also obsessed with Gu Changkang. Jiang ordered green moss to surround the old house, and Xie Jiayu Yan gathered in the Huatang. The gentleman laughed and said that in Jiangnan, only green mountains surround Jiankang.

116. "Ji Aoxuan"

Mr. Yong Miao has wiped out thousands of rabbits and bald men. There is a lot of room for advancement in officialdom, but one is unwilling to practice his career. Why is Tongbao so proud? Being proud of your name is not proud of your customs. I know that in Xuan Mian, the honor will not pay for the disgrace. How can there be no self-sustaining plan, and the gains and losses are still spinning. Mr. Yang is proud of himself and cannot be ignored by worries. Gaining is like a tiger hiding a second, losing is like a turtle hiding a sixth. The eaves are used for lodging, and the pitch is also self-sufficient. There is boundless spring on the east slope, and every inch is filled with treasures. Drunk, there is no one else around, just a bottle of AA41. There is a carriage road beside the bed, and the waning moon hangs on the sparse trees.When the guests are noisy, my husband is sleeping soundly.

117. "Rongzhou"

The ancient county is surrounded by chaotic mountains, and the city easily leads to a group of barbarians. There is little spring plowing in Yuling, and the lonely city is idle at night. In the past, there were policemen on the border, and the [horses] went without return. Since then, it has been transformed, and it has also been closed over the years. He is quite capable of coveting Han cloth, but he has not taken off the gold and plutonium. There is no need to compete with the strong and the weak, our people are all beautiful.

118. "Six Poems of He Tao Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields"

The poor ape has thrown himself into the forest, and the tired [horse] has just solved the martingale. The heart is empty and full of new things, and the environment is familiar with dreams. The gulls gradually tame in the river, but the old man has returned. Green money grows in the South Pool, and purple bamboo shoots grow in the North Ridge. Lifting the pot won't help you drink, but good words will help you spread your knowledge. There is a beautiful saying about the spring river, but I was drunk and confused.

119. "On December 28, Wai Lang Huang, a member of the water department of the school, was honored to be awarded the honorary title"

The hundred-day return period coincides with the spring, and the rest of the year is the most enjoyable. As soon as I go out, a whirlwind blows in my face, and the horses and magpies are chirping. But he suspected that the wine glass was a dream, and he was already like a god trying to pick up his poetry pen. Why should we pursue the blame for this disaster? There is never any reason for stealing money.

120. "On December 28, I was honored to be awarded the honorary title of Wai Lang Huang, a member of the water department of the school."

I have been tired of writing all my life, and my reputation has not faded since I left. The [horse] will be returned to another day on the fortress, and there will be no young chicken fights in the east of the city. Peng Ze, who retired from office, was poor and had no alcohol, but he had a wife because of his illness. It's funny to laugh at Suiyang's old job, and he appeals to Jiangxi for me.

121. "Two poems to send Zhang Shihou, a native of Shu, to the palace examination"

Trying on spring clothes at the foot of Yunlong Mountain, and seeing off Luohui in front of the Crane Pavilion. The same color of apricot blossoms are thirty miles away, and the bridegroom's horse flies away.

122. Zhao Zongyou, a Taoist priest from the Taiping Palace, took his harp to the temple and made a music called "Lu Ming"

. Then he stayed at the Nanxi Xitang in the Taiping Palace and then went to the Nanshan Mountain and west to the Daqin Temple in Louguan. He composed a poem of five hundred words to record what he had experienced. His children came from far away and suffered from floods and droughts. The king ordered the prisoners to be released. The Ming Dynasty edict was passed on to different counties, and we traveled victoriously along the mountains. When the depression first comes out of Guo, the vastness really relieves the worries. Come to Guzhen in the evening and visit to recall Marquis Wu. Standing on the cliff, you can see the rushing water in the vast sky. In the middle of the night, people were shouting urgently, and the air was full of fire. The sky is far away and the wind is too strong to stop. Entering Chencang County at dawn, there are still restaurants selling wine. The bituminous coal is in a state of disarray, but the officials are in a state of disarray. (On the 13th, I stayed in Wucheng Town, the so-called Shibi Village, built by Yun Kongming. It was the night of the second drum, Baoji fire, thirty miles away, and I saw Wucheng.) Jiling has ancient clouds and clouds, and the Dragon Palace is quiet. . (There are Jizhaofeng and Longgong Temple in the county.) From Nanshan to Dasan, the way back is through Wuzhou. If you want to go to An Neng, you will return to Shaoliu. Go back to the west Guo Road, but cross the small river island. I heard that the stone on the Dao River still exists at the head of the Wei River. Although there are traces on Cangya, there is no hook for big fishing. (On the 14th, I traveled from Baoji to Guo. I heard that Taigong's Fengxi Stone was eighteen miles southeast of the county, and there was still a place where he threw a pole and knelt down to bait.) I went east to Xiwu, and the isolated city looked like Han Liu. Who said Dong Gongjian would retaliate against Wu Fu? The white blade is like an elbow, and the gold is like a hill. (We arrived at Yi County on the 15th. There is Dong Zhuo City in the county. Its city resembles Chang'an and is commonly known as Little Chang'an.) I heard about Taibai all my life and saw him stationed in the village. Who can try the drums and horns? The wind and thunder will not bring about the fruit. The rock cliffs are already amazing, and the ice and snow are even more crisp. There is no wheat in the spring drought, but the mountain spirit is happy to have Qiu. The dragon sleeps when he is too lazy, but he steals bottles and jars. (That evening, I arrived at Qingqiu Town for the night. I passed through Taibai Mountain. According to legend, the army marched past the foot of the mountain with the sound of drums and horns, which often caused thunderstorms. There was a very lively Qiu on the mountain. Since it was a drought this year, we decided to take it.) 2 Qulinquan is the best, and Sanchuan has the best weather. Near the mountains, wheat grows early, and near the water, bamboos are cultivated. (We arrived in Yuxi on the 16th, because of the beautiful mountains and the early weather. There was an official bamboo garden in the county, which lasted for more than ten miles.) The late emperor kept the talisman and painted the crown in the palace. The courtiers wore hairpins and Wu Bian, and the female musicians held konghou. The secret palace opens the golden lock, and the god controls the jade dragon. Black clothes and a huge sword were displayed, and his eyes were stern. (On the 17th, cold food. Traveled more than 20 miles southeast from Yuxi to visit the Taiping Palace. This palace was built by a god who descended on Taoist Zhang Shouzhen as a sign of his destiny during the reign of Emperor Taizong. The god established this palace. Feng Yisheng, the general, has a palace. When he meets a good scholar, he will make a colorful boat. Throwing poles and green cattails, washing feet to clear ditches. Stay overnight on the Nanxi River, where the forest is like water and the country is autumn. Green trees are planted around the lake, and the sound is whistling all night long. (That day, I went boating on the Nanxi River with Zhang Gaozhi, the jailer, and stayed in the Xitang.) Mao Xiao was poor and deep, and he was afraid of Bingbiao when he was fighting. (On the 18th, while following Zhongnan to the west, the county lieutenant sent him off with his armored soldiers. Perhaps there were often tigers near the official bamboo garden.) Yin Sheng still had a house, and Lao's old man was still there. Asked about the traces, the past of ascending to immortality is long. Controlling the wind and returning to the world are full of sweat, and reading the world is like a mayfly. Yu Ke knows people's intentions, and Yao Qin belongs to [Ma] Qiu. Not far away from the mountains and temples, come and see the deer crowing. It is said that Emperor Li's son looks like a monk.The curtains roll in the breeze, and the sunset makes the servant girl sad. Entering the valley (sound bath.) The police are secretive, and the climbing fee is to hold your arms. The chaotic peaks are mixed with water, and the water is as light as oil. In what year will the envoy arrive? The golden dragon has been cast since ancient times. Thousands of layers of emerald stone, hundreds of feet wide. My favorite is the Quanming Cave, where I taste the snow for the first time. Although the bottle is full, there is no reason to sigh. (That day, we visited Chongsheng Temple, which is also known as Tower Temple. It is the old residence of Yin Xi, and the sutra teaching platform is still there at the foot of the mountain. Then we went to Daqin Temple with Zhang Gaozhi and said goodbye. He was led away. Then we went west to Yansheng Temple. After viewing, go up the hill and you will find the remains of Princess Yuzhen of Tang Dynasty. Go down the mountain and go west for ten miles and enter the Heishui Valley in the south. There is a pool named Xianyou Pool. There are three temples on the pool, leaning on the steep peak, facing the clear stream, and the woods are deep and green. There are countless strange rocks. There are hundreds of feet of stone in the pool, and the bottom is not covered with rubble. It floats down and disappears, so it is so clear that I stayed in Zhongxing Temple. There is a Jade Girl Cave in the temple. There is a spring in the cave that is very sweet. I will take two bottles of the spring back to my house tomorrow, and I will go to my house tomorrow. The mountains and rivers are very similar, and the water and rocks are also similar. Only when drinking from the spring, no one will offer any reward. (In the past, I and my son were trained by shrimps and toads. In the winter, the temperature in the cave was as warm as February and March.)

123. "Three poems from the play of the same year as Shao to Jia Shuaicai"

We all smiled happily, and we didn't care about it. [Horse] Niu Feng. Divining neighbors can still tolerate three paths, but joining a society will end up being like two men. In ancient times, the orchid has been admired, and the poems are leisurely chanted about the osmanthus. This body has been cut off since then, and there is no question about it. It is unfair to have gray hair over the years. Seeing the new catkins and the old trees in the court, the scholar is lonely, angry and homesick. The five-year-old scholar is too poor, and the three-year-old Fu teacher is too exaggerated and boastful. There is a mirror outside the tent with cranes croaking, and the money in the tube is empty. On what day does Yuchuan go to Jinque? During the day, the gate is closed and the Yaksha is guarded. (At that time, Jia wanted to marry again.) Life was like a crow, and Kedi had no intention of picking up his chin and beard. The yellow hat stabs the boat and forgets the years, and the white clothes carry wine to comfort the widowed orphan. The sniper deceives the sick to divide the chestnuts, and Shui Bo knows that greed is the perch. Don't sing sweet songs to the Dongting, for the foggy waves are misty and you are worried.

124. "Tomorrow the ninth day of the lunar month will also be told that the illness will not go away, and the previous rhyme will be used again."

html In October, the autumn curtains are sick, and the pillows are cold, and the frost is flying at night, so the quilts are fragrant. Poor hat-blowing arrogant Commander [Ma], who was so angry that he personally beat up old Meng Guang. Instead of being graceful and leaning on the seat, you become dirty and lean against the door. The world will discuss the present and the past, and we will sigh deeply when we look closely at the dogwood tree.

125. "I will see you soon in Jinglin, a doctor from Confucius"

The autumn crops are not enough for the eyes, and the wheat seeds are also sparse. I will always be ashamed of this country, with thorns in my skin. There are five thousand volumes in his life, but not a single word can save him from hunger. Fang Jiang complained that he didn't have a jacket, and suddenly he returned to singing and wearing clothes. Kong Beihai is dignified and outspoken. The red wheel has not reached the suburbs, but the breeze has already rushed forward. Why should a gentleman be burdened with poverty and destitution? The torrents fill the four directions, but I am safe in my travels. When the sword passed the road, Chunshan heard the rules.

126. "Send Li Gongze to Li Gongze"

I lament to my widowed brothers, and I have only one son from all over the world. Although there are many old friends, I have no idea where they came from. The bow and chariot never stop moving, and the passing momentum does not stay. There are only a few people left today, each in a corner of the sky. It is like a long Geng month, which will not be harvested until dawn and death. It is good for me and my husband to get along well as brothers and sisters. After meeting each other every year, the host and guest paid more tribute to each other. It is a joy to drink for ten days, and the water will not flow. Discussing things until late at night, the servant bell and the dog are dead. It's quite rare for the envoy to have such an unwelcome guest. I can't bear to say goodbye, but I can't help but gather all kinds of worries. I miss my wild husband brother, who is famous for thirty years. He has found his way into being a human being, and does not wait for the wind [horse] or the ox. When I saw him under the forest, his head was like a white head.

127. "Praying for snow, mist and pig springs, I will present it to Shu Yao as soon as I leave the city"

I traveled to Wuyue in three years and traveled through thousands of mountains. The morning goes with the white clouds, and the dusk returns with the crows. It is as graceful as a tree. Who can climb it with flying steps? One is Fu Zhuti, sitting in the room where the old man knocks on the list. What's the matter with this trip? Let's chat and relax. To the southwest of the mighty city, the mountains are like a ring of mountains. In the wild houses at the foot of the mountain, there are mulberry trees and hazelnuts. The wind is warm and the sun is rising, and people and cattle are facing each other. The thin snow does not cover the soil, and the wheat seedlings can be removed sparsely. May you make bold remarks and ridicule the world's thrifty people.

128. "On the day of the hunt, ten people gathered in the south of the city. With their bodies light, a bird passed the gun, and thousands of people cried out."

Children's smiles make you laugh, and their worries grow quietly. Who picks it up for free? The order is made of gold and silver. The east wind blows wet snow, and my hands are cold and timid at dawn. Suddenly there were two singing birds, and they flew AA18 small. He let out his bow and roared loudly, watching Gu Hongjiao off. When reciting poems, he forgets his whip and bridle, and when he stops talking, his head falls off. After returning home, I still removed the millet and boiled the celery and polygonum with salt and black soybean. He looks like General Lei, with his eyes as bright as a falcon. The black head is already a general, and he is ready to fight a hundred battles. [Horse] Pour a silver vase on it, and you will get a rabbit that is too busy to burn. The young man has great ambitions and is full of worries. Looking back at the heroes, many have died of old age. Youth is just a dream, but the remaining years are really like a bird. Don't go to the Eagle-calling Platform and laugh at Liu Biao all your life.

129. "Sleep at Qianming Temple after the Snow"

The horses outside were also startled by the sight of the mountains, and I went first with their clogs in front of the steps. The wind and flowers mistakenly enter the Changchun Garden, and the clouds and moon are always over the city that never sleeps. Don't let the injured cattle and sheep be clean, let's watch the crows and magpies make the weather clear again. He even had to leave his quilt on the monk's couch, waiting to hear the sound of bamboo rushing down the eaves.

130. "The Second Rhyme of Kong Ping Zhong Cao'an in He Ziyou's Posted Questions"

When people want to find peace of mind, they go to ask the nunnery first. Lu Zi does not need to be a scholar, Gai Gong should pass Cao Shen by himself. The three fires of the Jade Sutra, which I envy you, laugh at me withered mulberry trees and eight silkworms. I like the rivers to have the same taste, so they should share the sweetness and purity of the rivers thousands of miles apart. The two insects don't see the water [horse], and they go against the flow of water step by step. The river flows eastward for thousands of miles, and this insect grows here. If you don't see them, they will rise up and follow the wind. Where can I stay when the wind blows away? The headwind will still fall into the basil. The two insects are unpredictable in their stupidity and wisdom, and no one recognizes their smile on the river bank.

131. "Zhang Qian Erjun meets and answers again in rhyme"

The wind has turned over in the dusk, and the moon is still in the sand in the middle of the night. The Buddha's temple is illuminated by the Yufeng peak in Bian, and other people's homes are hidden across the sea of ​​Huaiyun clouds. There is a letter to welcome Sanbai when you come to Mou, and the six flowers are scattered without fragrance. (Zhubu, gardenia, and snowflakes all appear six times.) When I want to call Ah Xian to stay up late, there is a lot of noise in the woods and horses fighting. There are no delicate hands to cut Chun Sheng, but there are new poems about Shu Su. When I'm drunk, my icy mustache loses its tassel, and my dream returns to the bedclothes. When you travel, your eyelashes are cold and you feel dizzy. I am also hungry and crying at night. Tomorrow the spring scenery of Nanshan will be moving. I wonder who is wearing a purple teapot.

132. "Four Poems by the Fisherman"

If the fisherman drinks, whoever goes there, the fish and crabs will be paid at once. There is no amount of wine and no amount of drunkenness, no matter how much money each other has. The fisherman is drunk and dancing in his coir raincoat, but he is looking for his way back while drunk. The short boat was leaning sideways, and I didn't know where I was when I woke up. The fisherman woke up, it was noon on the spring river, and the dream was broken by falling flowers and flying catkins. Even when you are sober, you are still drunk and you are still awake, smiling at the world. The fisherman laughs, the light gull lifts up, and the wind and rain hit the desert river. The man riding [horse] by the river is an official, and he lends me a lonely boat to cross south.

133. "When traveling to Huaikou, I encountered poems and dramas that used their rhymes"

My poems are like those of a sick person, crying sadly to the fading grass. There is a son who is really a good boy, and a group of [horses] will be knocked down by his spray. Don’t chant to nourish your energy. Don’t gain fame too early. The wind and waves use the power of the pen to sweep away the solitary clouds. How is it like the Tao family's children wandering around the house looking for pears and dates? You see, the strong rhyme has already surpassed the suburbs and the island.

134. "Wang Gongyun is used to send his nephew to Zhenzhi Caizhou"

The nine gates are inserted into the sky, and ten thousand [horses] are sent to the dynasty. Raising the whip in the world of mortals, meeting each other is speechless. Walking around in the clearing at night, I was startled by the door knocking. Jun's family and Fenyang's family, cars thundering in Yongxiang. Xilang Fang does not stay in the evening, and he sets up his halberd to form a vassal. When we meet, we open the Moon Pavilion and paint a gold basin with low eaves. To this day, the words spoken in my dreams are still like holding up the bottle in front of the lamp. A Rong repaired the jade ultimatum without worrying about sharpening the pen. When you return, you will help and accept, and you will sit down to follow Cen and Wen. I am a guest between my two sons, and I will no longer look for my grandchildren. (Zimei's poem says, "There are many wealthy families, and we are looking for our grandsons again.")

135. "The Night Tour of the Lady of Guo Kingdom"

The beautiful woman walks from the jade flower, as graceful as a frightened swallow or a flying dragon. The golden whip fights for the treasure hairpin to fall, who will enter the Mingguang Palace first. In the palace, the Jiegu drum urges the flowers and willows, and the jade slave strings the flowers in the slave's hand. The eighth aunt sitting in the middle is really a noble person, and she can walk [horse] to see Fuchen. Who can see the bright eyes and white teeth again, only the traces of tears remain in the painting. The human world has become the present and the past, at the foot of Wugong Terrace on Leitang Road. At that time, Zhang Lihua was also laughed at, not knowing that Han Qinhu was outside the door.

136. "Send Cheng Jianyong" Mr.

has a vast tongue and a vast amount of writing. Pay the young master with a short position, and sit back and wait for your fortune. Ten years of hard work, new stories, sons and daughters fighting to catch the shadow. If the walls are dug to plant wormwood, who will restore Jiagu to the province? The spare time is in the south and the north is cold. Zhi Yi followed Fang Jin and collected firewood to teach Wei Qi. If you diligently abide by one scripture, you will be able to drink water and be wise to the five tripods. This year smells of waste, and the history of Lu is restored to glory. The young master also changed his official position, and the third thing he did was multiply the [horse] neck. He came back with a charming smile and his plain hair and collar hanging down. Knowing how to read the Golden Flower Edict, Tang Mu invited him to the court. God will not deceive me, and I will live as long as a turtle or a crane.

137. "I was having a drink with a guest. Confucius Changfu met the visiting party and held a banquet to invite guests. Suddenly he got on his horse and galloped away."

Yang Xiong's writings are not all strange, and he is uniquely called "Guanping Jujingmei". There are two children, a drunkard and a magician. Who knew Chen Zun and Zhang Song? The master is drunk alone, so why not hold the crab claws in your left hand? How can I see you again? I have the opportunity to send people to chase you, and I will try my best to make you crazy. The spirit of glutinous rice and wine are the same. Please ask Master Manjusri for more information.

138. "Sending Song Dynasty Officials to Pengzhou to Welcome the Second Relative"

Whoever comes from the east to greet the envoy's carriage, I know it is a crow on the father-in-law's house. My father-in-law is in his early twenties this year, so he doesn’t need to support the [horse] when he climbs the stairs. Let the king carry the crossbow as the vanguard, and the people of Shu will no longer talk about being like each other. There is nothing wrong with transforming old and young people into clothes. If you have a whip, you can use it without using it. The spring waves are like the sky rising to the level of the lake, and the bright red light makes the skin fragrant.AA31 A white jade pot with a long life, a phoenix and a young phoenix in the court hall. The grandsons laughed and wrangled their beards, and the people of Shu painted pictures of the West Lake.

139. "The Rhyme of Chao Bu in Opera"

In the past I used to get drunk with drunkards, but now you just recite old poems. The pure poems make you full, and the thin bamboos make you hungry. I wonder if a phoenix is ​​hungry and eats bamboo, how is it like a horse fattening alfalfa? Zhijun endured hunger and recited poems in the air, and his mouth and cheeks turned like cuckoo.

140. "Seven Poems on Sending Zhu Chaofeng to Shu"

Ai Qingcheng clouds, Juanjuan Emei moon. Follow me from the northwest, shine my light forever. I am in the dust, and the white clouds call me home. I swim in the rivers and lakes, and the bright moon wets my clothes. The sky is high, and the clouds and moon are by my side. It is said that they are people in the mountains, and they are inseparable from each other. Dreaming about finding the southwest road, silently counting the long and short pavilions. It seems that the Jialing River is jumping into waves and blowing the brocade screen. I send you nothing, I drink you [horse] from the clear river. The road passes through the bamboo forest, and the elders bow down to the horse. Don't be frightened and run away to hide. I am a friend of yours. Hearing a lawsuit is like a family member, and I will comment on it in detail. If I meet a friend in the mountains, he may ask me when I will return. Because his waist and feet are light, he is as good as stepping on a spring stone.

141. "Send to Chief Zhang Jiafu"

The capital was once overthrown, and the horses were first brought into service. Goodbye in the rivers and lakes, the autumn eagle has left. We met three times today, and each time we entered, we stayed a lot. Yuzhang is a pity, who should accept Hulian? There is a civil society for micro-officials, but there are no chickens or cattle for Miaogao. When I return, I will be more respectful and use my weapons extensively. It’s the first feast of a hundred years, and I’ve been forced to travel to pay for it. But when you remember the bitter words, your head will grow old.

142. "The Rhyme of He Shuang's Painting of Horses"

Tianji is well equipped with virtue, and [horse] is outside the dragon and in the forest. The emperor's words are not the same as those in the pictures. The slaves are full of official grain, but they are empty without being washed. The ten chariots all arrive at the same time, so why bother with the wind?

143. "Send off Fan Zhongji's minister of economic strategy and compose poems in different rhymes and multiply them by Yuanrong ten times"

Liang Li Jiu was in trouble, and he burned himself. In a battle between two rats, victory is accidental. It is necessary to think carefully at the beginning of the plan, and to take care of the consequences thoroughly. The temple selects generals, and the Fan family is really talented. The benevolent wind is trapped by wheat, and the green waves shake Qinchuan. The order is fluttering, and the first sound is empty. My home is just over the sky, to the west of Lucheng. On a day when I was stuck in trouble with my pole, I sold my sword and returned to the fields. I present you with a Jingyu cup and a Shu [horse] whip as a supplement. You can wake up after getting drunk, but don't let your ancestors live first.

144. "The Second Rhyme Comes from the Bath"

After a haircut and a thousand combs, the wind is better than the bath. Close the breath and open all the eyes. The fog disperses and is called dry bath. Slumped in silence, silently watching the heaven and earth return. The season brings salary, and I want to wash my waist and abdomen. If you can't ask for a potter, how can you have enough pottery? ?There are no bathing facilities in Hainan, so people often just take dry baths. ?The old chicken lies on the dung soil, its feathers flutter and its eyes closed. Tired [horse]? Showing the wind and sand, the hyena sprays jade. The dirt is clean and has its own characteristics, and it is happy and comfortable. Mica penetrates Shu gauze, and glazed bamboo gleams. A little bit able to wake up in dreams, and gradually become more familiar with life.

145. "Giving Dingguo Yun to His Nephew Zhen"

Old moss in Hengmen, walking in Bai Qianbing Village. I opened the bottle to invite the setting sun, but I didn’t say anything to the blackbird. The breeze blows the music, and the scattered books are turned. As soon as the pager was called, people [horses] and chariots were rushing. Living in poverty with few guests, the neighbor's wife peeks into the fence. Spring wine is served on the wall, and the fields and pots are green. Lately, I have been sitting on the green pu-pillars and catching the white beast in a bottle. Wang Youxiu polished it, but also had trouble with the book. The imperial court is noble in the two continents, and I often hear the gentle words from the sky. I am still able to complete the formation, I feel ashamed that I am not Han Sun.

146. "Gift to Li AA42 Yanwei Xiucai"

The King of Wei's big gourd is made of five stones, and it will be planted in peace. Poor young master, holding ten oxen, what can he gain after three years at sea? Mr. Shao has little responsibility and unruly talent. He drives his car and counts Shan Yutai. Tianshan wants to capture it with three arrows. Who is the general in white? I once drank feathers when encountering strange rocks at night. How many halberd branches are there in the play? I swear to return the [horse] body wrapped in leather, and I am willing to learn from the children of the class. Huo Zhi knew how much he had been granted the title of Marquis Wei, but Mr. Laoyi was trapped in prison. Drinking heavily and talking about life again, knotting socks is still worthy of drumming again and again. Thousands of people abandoned their books and donated their swords to learn, and all the dandies and Confucians lost their jobs. He seems to have no hands in politics when he is on the road, and he is ashamed of being in the world. Nowadays, all he can do is talk, and Yunmeng is filled with doubts. Everything in the world is like nothing, and it is nothing to say to Mr.

147. "Heavy Snow Leaves Wei's Family Alone"

There is no one in the ancient post, and the courtyard is full of snow. There are guests coming from the north in the snow. One after another, their hats were already full, and their faces were pale when they got off their horses and entered the hall. There is wine in the bitter cold that cannot be drunk, so why bother asking acquaintances when you see it. I gradually became dissatisfied with my drink, but the spectators did not leave me wet. Thousands of gates are closed during the day, and all roads are blocked, and the smiles and smiles of each other are unknown to each other. When he was drunk, he no longer asked his name. He got on his horse and suddenly went to cross the road.

148. "The Six Horses of the Zhaoling Mausoleum. Emperor Wen of Tang Dynasty's War Horses Also Carve Stones and Elephants Stand in front of the Zhaoling Mausoleum."

? This poem was written by Zhang Lei. ?The Heavenly General brought about the Sui Dynasty, and the Emperor sent six dragons. The wind and clouds are so cool, and the hair is so cool. The speed is too high to see, and the mountains and rivers are like no return.The long cry looks at the eight watches and disturbs thousands of slaves. The king of Qin looks like a dragon and a phoenix, and the birds of Lu are not strong enough to destroy him. There are big white feathers around the waist, and the objects in them are like wind and thunder. There are only a few vertical pieces, and fighting is like raising a child. Holding a broomstick, heaven and earth are like dust. Difficulties help great cause, one by one is very talented. When Wei was six years old, he was accompanied by the British guards. The success is so great that the jade chariot travels all over the sky. Zhaoling Palace is desolate, with ancient stones buried in green moss.

149. "Three Poems of Late Song Dynasty Paintings of Xiaoxiang"

Recalling the Southern Kingdom during the Western Expedition, Xiaoxiang was painted in the hall. Looking at the clouds and mountains, the wild water floats in the sky. I used to reflect on myself when I was traveling, and forgot all my letters and writings. There will be visitors from Hengyang who come to see the place, but the meaning is unclear. Falling into your arms, the mountains and rivers bend. If you are comfortable in the beginning of business, it should not be difficult to flourish. There are few people in Jiang City, but there are many ancient trees in Yan Village. I know that you have a hidden meaning, so I will look for it carefully. There are so many things so close together, and the clouds and sunshine are uneven. The path leads to the back of the river, and the water flows to the front stream. He said that he was not human, and he was once a [horse] hoof. When he was an official, he traveled around Shanxi.

150. "On the 19th day of the 11th month of the 11th month Xinchou parted ways with Ziyou outside the west gate of Zhengzhou"

If you don't drink Hu, you will be drunk, and your heart will be driven back to Anfa. When I return home, I still think about my hometown. How can I comfort my loneliness now? Climbing high and looking back across the slopes and ridges, I saw the black hat appearing and disappearing. In the bitter cold, your clothes are thin and you are riding a thin [horse] alone under the waning moon. Passers-by sing and make people happy, but the servants blame me for being miserable. I also know that life should be different, but I am afraid that time will pass by. The cold lanterns look at each other to remember the past, and the rain at night sounds desolate. You know this meaning and must not forget it, and be careful not to love a high official position too much. (There is something about the night rain talking about the bed, so I say it.)

151. "Ma Rongshi Room"

I didn't accept the general's appointment, so I went straight to the first season. The crimson gauze cannot be recognized by birth, but the blue stone can still be retained. Why harm Yi Liang and Ji? Why trap Li Hou? Be careful not to engrave my poems, for the apes and cranes will be ashamed of you.

152. "Ci Yunzi senses things from Liuhu Lake"

Recalling the beauty of the past in Dongtun, there are several thatched huts at the root of Cangshan. They mock the grass and trees to tune out the wild beasts, and want to compete with the apes and birds in their chirps. The son is now haggard and abandoned by everyone. He drives the [horse] out alone and never returns. There are only ten thousand willow trees in Liuhu Lake, and the clear shade and the child are offered to the morning and evening. Hu Wei was ridiculed a lot, and it was hard to make things difficult because of the setbacks in business. Although Liu was speechless, he was stunned, but when he saw the world, he should be shocked. We love the spring bath together, how can we cultivate snakes and pans on an empty stomach? In the morning, I look at the thick green and arrogant Yanhe. At night, I love the sparse shadows that shake clear and round. The wind turns the snow, the spring catkins are turbulent, and the sound of beetles pecking at the wood in autumn is firm. The four seasons have their own ups and downs. They are shaking, desolate, startling, cold and warm. The lonely pine in Nanshan is covered with snow. Whoever survives the cold will regain his virtue.

153. "Sacrifice to the Small Hunting in Changshan Mountain"

The soap flag is lit in front of the green cover, and a long fence is formed under the Huangmaogang. The arrogant [horse] runs in the air and stands in the air, taking advantage of the rabbit and the goshawk to fly over the ground. Looking back, the white clouds are green and green, and when I return, my clothes are covered with red leaves. If the sage uses a Xiliang book, the white feather will still be effective.

154. "Two poems on hearing that Mr. Li chose to drink and Fu Guobo's family got drunk"

The children clapped their hands and made a fuss about the dusk, laughing at the drunken master in the garden. Even if the husband could get a stone, the master would not leave Kun alone. If he refuses to ride back in confusion, Yushan will know that he is a beautiful woman. Ziyun has something to say, do you know? Don't call the censor of the division.

155. "Enjoy a Tour of Zhangshan Garden with Prostitutes"

The apricots are golden and the wheat is ripe. Therefore, the common things will annoy the quiet people, and the fine [horse] red makeup will fill the valley. Although the urge to drink with a pot is strong, the sound of the cuckoo urging people to return is faster. The people in the wine shop are gone but the doors are closed, and the setting sun is hanging on the sparse trees in silence.

156. "Ciyun Wang Dingguo will see you soon"

Last night the frost and wind entered my clothes, and in the morning my sick bones became even more fragmented. Who cares about me if I am so arrogant? Ke Ke pities you and your ambition has not changed. But if I don’t bring the peach-leaf girl with me, I can still come and take advantage of the chrysanthemum season. Nantai Erxie has no successor, and he is afraid that your poems will be better than Yixi's. (Two thanks Emperor Wu of the Song Dynasty for nine days to play the [horse] platform.)

157. "Playing with Professor Shu, Zhangshan Ginseng, and Lio Shi, playing the game of Matai Shu on the West Xuan wall"

A trip to the long corridor of the ancient temple, this pavilion comforts travelers Affection. Chu Shanxi is cut off to the west like a welcome guest, and Bianshui River comes south so it circles the city. The jade hook is missing on the road, the fragrant grass is growing together, the white crane is dead in the forest, and the ancient spring is clear. How can I entertain the old man during a short tour? I sit and listen to the sound of chimes being played in the countryside. Take the bamboo stick and mango shoes and go down to the official road to see the favor. In the cold weather, beetroots and millet are still living in the acres, and at dusk cattle and sheep enter the city. Selling wine alone teaches people to be intoxicated. Who writes poems like Jiao Gongqing? I even looked for Master Yan in the back alleys, begging for a few words to follow this message.

158. "Ciyun Tian Guobo's Minister Nanjing Jian Jie Erjue"

The years passed by and the apricots were already full of benevolence when they returned. The crimson has fallen away from the evil east wind, and the catkins and elms are not like spring. The fire is cold, the apricot porridge is thin and thick, and the green skirt and fur coat are in the field. When a doctor goes to work and his family complains, he should be envious to live in the countryside and travel less.

159. "Six-Character Rhyme with Chief He"

The king of Yi is really Bohou, how can I be graceful if I am dismissed from the official position? A little wish to entrust benevolent government, but six words can hardly change the wind. I have left Dongluo in five months, and I wish to be more beautiful than Nanrong three times. Pan An was not the first to learn the Tao. (Nanhai said that Kuang was an An, and Pan was one of the Taoists in recent times.) Cursive writing is like Yang Feng. (Yang Ningshi also.) There is no need to look back on the stone canal, the water post is fortunately compatible. The Yangtze River is so big that I want to see shelter, and the cool August breeze blows when I explore its branches. The first breeze whistles the sound of the earth, and the bright moon writes its own sky. How can a poor family entertain guests, but they know how to wipe the moon and criticize the wind. The green mountains are naturally stunning, and no one can match them. Talking about Xiangshi Chao Gongzi, what a special [horse] ear is the east wind.

160. "Zhang Jinzhong has a stone inkstone with a dragon's tail and a copper sword to change it."

My bronze sword is like a red snake, and the stone inkstone of Jun's family is green and oval. Where are you holding my sword? The jade pendants in the Ming Dynasty palace are ringing and clashing with teeth. I know that Jun's inkstone can be used safely, and there are elegant paper bugs and shrimps under the window of the snow hall. The two objects are the same as people at first, falling high and low with the wind and flowers. Kuai Gou and jade utensils are all foreign objects, and they are regarded as indistinguishable. Don't you see that Qin and Zhao have changed the jade, pointing to the picture and looking at the pillars to show off to each other. I don't see the second concubine changing [horse], and I am arrogant and weeping, thinking about my home. It is better to be ruthless and love each other, and always think that they are good examples of Tao Li and Qiong Hua.

161. "Ciyun Liu Gong's Father Duzhi Province"

The bright window is afraid of the sun and the dawn is dim first, and the tall willows are noisy even at noon. The writing of old and new poems is doubtful, but the heart is empty and the disease has no roots. I also sleep on the wind couch across the wall. When I get on the horse, you will first lock the moon pavilion. We are all glad to return home early and Sanfu is near. It is also your kindness to untie your ragged clothes.

162. "On September 15th, the final chapter of Yi Ying's lecture on the Analects was given to the ruling official Yan, who lectured and read it."

Sitting alone at dusk, who was accompanied by crape myrtle flowers? The next day, each expressed his gratitude to the crape myrtle man and wrote a poem. The clouds hang down to the ground, and the king cuts the tung trees. The sun is high and under the yellow umbrella in the Western Qing Dynasty, the wind blows and the locust dragon dances among the green trees. (There are two locust trees in front of Yiying Pavilion, which are like dragons in the shape of earth.) The beetle slips on the wall are thousands of years old, and the lacquered tadpoles shine into the sky. The Confucian scholars are no longer worried about kissing dryness, and the Eastern Palace gives wine like a flowing spring. After drinking heavily, I bowed to the gift of a thousand gold coins, and a piece of paper Jingluan returned with the character "phoenix". His pale face and white hair shine, and there are thirty-four pearls on his sleeves. (The poem given by the minister, along with the title and the minister’s name, has thirty-four characters.) The returning carriages and horses are already noisy, vying to see the silver hooks and bright ink. It spreads among thousands of people in one day, and I am happy to see the first chapter of the cloud chapter. (I have never given imperial letters to ministers before.) In the daytime, the jade hall is covered with silence, and the bells and ropes do not ring. Mo Yan writes several lines of calligraphy, and must believe that the time is peaceful and the master is holy. The dogs and sheep dispersed in the desert sky, and Jie Feng arrived at Ganquan Palace at night. It seems that when I heard that I was building Shangjun under my command, I felt that there was no Xirong in talking and laughing. (At that time, Xihe received a new ghost medal. On that day, Jingyuan returned to the Xia Dynasty and hundreds of thousands of thieves fled.) Wensi, the emperor's teacher, Wen's mother, finally closed the Jade Pass and said [Ma] Wu. I would like to write a cursive ruler on the crape myrtle flower to attract praise. (This is a case of the Tang Dynasty: Hanlin scholars led Zhizhi to make imperial edicts, and Xu Zhuzhong was in the study room. Now the minister uses Zhizhi to make imperial edicts to punish criminals in the forbidden forest, so the crape myrtle is used as a story.)

163. "Ciyun Huang Lu directly sent an inscription to Guo Mingfu The government recommends "Two Poems from Xizhai in Yingzhou"

People often suspect visitors by pecking at the treetops, otherwise they will definitely be angry when the guests leave. There should be foam in the well when you are out of control, and smoke from the kitchen is coming back when you take off your clothes. The poetry and wine in my life have been tainted by the truth, and I am afraid that I will be a virtuous person now that I am writing. Morning and evening, the West Lake reflects the beautiful scenery, and the small boat turns over the sky in the water. Lonely Tokyo Yuedanzhou, the stars of virtue are no longer adorned with pearls. Don't complain about Pingyu (Yu Yinyu.) There is an empty sacred object, and there is Xizhai to connect the flow. In spring dreams, I often search for ten hectares of lake, and write home letters with thousands of tangerines. Xuetang also has thoughts about returning to the song, to thank him for his lifelong travels.

164. "Juan"

Syntax Edition Huang Zi, (called Lu Zhiye.) Erhao and Momo. (His brother Shaoyou and Zhang Wenqian.) Sorry, I have been away from the group for a long time, and I will die in Laoxihe. There are many famous people in the later generations who want to recommend Kong Elegy. Xiao Fan is really nice and willing to collect things diligently. Thin [horse] knows AA35 ears, and withered tung trees bring harmony to the clouds. I recently heard about Li Sheng in the library, (Uncle Li Fang.) The sick crane borrowed a Ke. The gift of good deeds tells me the hardships, and the witty words comfort the wasted time. Xiqiang has settled its feud, and the beacon fire continues there. I will send it to Qiantuo when I sit down to collect money and pay it to the public.

165. "Send Cheng Delin to Zhenzhou"

You are the county magistrate Yuan Fengzhong, and the officials are greedy for utility and sick farmers. The emperor wanted to speak without any obstacles, so he wrote a letter to admonish his ministers so that he could understand it himself. I was riding a [horse] east of Jiangxi, and when I asked about the reverse journey, I had the same story. The old man loves you like Liu Chong, and the children respect you like Lu Gong. If you come, your eyesight will reach the fourth level, and you will take care of the horses in the northern sky of Hebei Province. It is an ancient custom for the king to be a red order, and his political voice goes straight to Mingguang Palace. The Heavenly Stable is like a sea that raises dragons. Wouldn't it be unfair to accept his son? (The king's son Qi Ju made policy, was a literary and righteous man, and was known at the time.)) Why should Baisha bother this old man?

166. "I met Xuzhou Zhang Tianji's old rhyme while traveling in Sijian"

In the second year of the twelfth year, I crossed the Huaizhou boat three times, and I met [Horse] for a short trip. If you don't have anything to do, you might as well drink well; if you want to write books, you will be poor. The lone pine tree dies early, it is not a disease, but the tired bird is still resting. I want to go to and fro by the river even more, but now my head is covered with frost and snow.

167. "In Pengcheng and Dingguo, it was a nine-day meeting in Huanglou. Now it is the same as the sun."

A poem written by a sense of exhaustion. Juzhan Yunang has been passed down since ancient times. The eldest son Ning is now the immortal. It should be the day of Wu Hengfen in the Han Dynasty, counting to the year of Liu Gongxi [horse]. Although the people of Yushan are old, they still see the nature of the Ganges River. Wang Lang wrote a thousand poems in nine days, and now he writes the second poem in Huanglou.

168. "Wang Jinqing expressed his poem to seize the money from the sea. His father, Wang Zhong, and his uncle Jiang Ying all did it once."

If those who refuse to give it can use Han Qianer to disperse [horse], those who change it can also repeat the previous rhyme and appearance, such as having a family mountain. Misty in the green eyebrow. Who knows from thousands of miles away? Send me this smile. The intestines are beautiful throughout life, and the abdomen is quinoa and amaranth in early years. The four walls of Xijiao are empty, and the two peaks are frowning. Now that I am declining and ill, my duty is to be a woodcutter and a herder. The deceased general Qiu Chishi returned to Minshandu. Shouzi is not greedy for treasures, he completes me with flawless jade. The old man's poems are warnings, and his witty words are all over the place. A unique theory, three divination and two divination. There are countless paintings by various families, and they are all chasing each other. The wind swept across the wilderness, and the lightning tail tipped over the valley. It's what I want you to exchange with me like this. Today I am guarding Anxi and come to listen to Yangguan music. Advise me to stay on this peak, otherwise the future will come soon.

169. "Gift to Qingliang Temple and the Elders"

At the beginning of the Daibei period, he bid farewell to [Ma] Chen and came to the south of the Yangtze River to meet the Woyun people. Asking Zen does not agree with the first three words, and the Buddha has six bodies left in space. When I grow old, I can only dream in the mountains and forests, and the bells and drums are even fresher after the rain. It will be necessary to wash away the yellow grass miasma, and do not use a deep white folded towel.

170. "Sending Fresh Products to the Former Residence of Guankou, Cao Gui in the Capital"

Even after the frost, the green copper still shines, and the spring snow still lingers on the long pine trees. I went to Xipu in the morning to collect taro, and at night I crossed the rope bridge to watch the dragon. Don't lament that you are tired of traveling without a horse, you will defeat an old and healthy enemy with a thousand bells. Ziyun was only here in the third generation to explain his illness to the southwest.

171. "King Shen's Painting of Horses? Or Is It Painted by Cai Zhao?"

The kings of Tianbao loved the name "horse", and they competed with each other to get it under Huaxuan. At that time, there were not only jade flowers, but also flying electric current clouds that were extremely chic. The two squares are Xue Ning and Shen, and the stables in the mausoleum are very fresh. The meat, sweat and blood are all the dragon species, and the purple robe and jade belt are the real gods. Lishan shot and hunted Bao Yuanxi, and the emperor hurriedly issued an order to break through the siege. The whip is raised and the frost hooves are broken, and thousands of horses are like the wind, unable to reach it. The flying geese and rabbits are frightened and the strings are opened, and the green flowers press the bridle and return to the sky. The beauty of the five houses has been transformed into one piece, and it has spread all over the valley, and hundreds of miles of silk are left behind. There are two green mule and Shu stacks. One is in the west. Chaohu, high and accurate, Nong'e scatters thorns. Looking back, I chase the wind and take advantage of the sun to fly. When the clowns fly into the sky, the birds fly by themselves. The good spirit of Wuling is desolate in spring.

172. "Double Fu Temple? In Ye County?"

Wang Qiao, an ancient fairy, often visits the world. He was often a Han official, and he was tired of the world and never returned. The two pairs of cockroaches are playing together, chatting together to amaze the world. Otherwise, the traces of gods and immortals can be easily climbed through the net. In the dust, the copper seal is green. Those who know that nothing is hidden will laugh at their foolishness. Guo Lun? Lun was an archer from Hexi. He had meritorious service in many battles and was not rewarded. Since the governor of Lizhou was full of officials, he was too poor to return. Now Quan is in charge of tax supervision in Jiazhou. No one knows the fierce warriors in Hexi. At dusk, they read the boats in Jinting. Passers-by may think that the horse is thin, but they don’t know that the iron pole is as big as a rafter. Because it is said that there will be no war in the West for a long time, I am willing to be the first to fight. I should rely on Shi and watch with my eyes to watch you fly and shoot at the barbarian felt.

173. "The snow on the river is so beautiful that Ouyang's body is not covered with salt, jade, cranes, herons, and butterflies flying around."

Sleeping at night is like a frozen tortoise with one's neck curled up. Only guests can tell when snow is coming. The dawn on the riverside is endless, and the wind is blowing in the trees. The green hills are like a young man, who has transformed into a man with a wild moustache overnight. Only then did we know that Yang Qi is in the flowing water, and the river is full of feet on the sand. With the wind, everyone has no choice, and the valley is full of pits and dangers. The vastness of the river sky and wild fields are missing, but when you enter the house, you feel the lightness. If you touch your palm and look carefully, you can see if it is carved or carved. How can it be done in a day? Huo Ran waved his hand across the nine fields, asking who would hold this power. There are so many joys and sorrows in this world, but now I am spared my skin. The mountain man only saw the woodcutter's burden, but he didn't know how to bring the wine and sing. The king of heaven is happy to have wheat when he comes to Xuan, and the prime minister's birthday gift is timely. The scholar's pen is about to break when he sings in the cold, and the poor girl weaves her drapery at night. The master's shoes are cold, and his turban and hat are fluttering, which makes him look like an immortal. As the wild monk cut his way out, his nose was filled with cold fluid and clear and dripping. Spreading the robe into the sleeves wets the soles of the boots, and there are also people holding boards to climb up the steps. What do travelers in the boat love? I would like to be hunted and ridden as a cloak. There are cold rabbits whistling in the grass, and a solitary falcon is striking at the speed of thousands of people. Deer boiled on ice is the most delicious, although I don't drink it. Chu people have been fond of hunting since ancient times, and I will follow anyone who can go there.The faces were full of swirls and turns, and he immediately wrote a poem to write a poem.

174. "I returned from the city to the road, and the clouds came from the mountains like a group of horses galloping with my hands."

There will be times when things are done, and the stars speak high. When I meet the clouds in Nanshan Mountain, I feel like lightning is passing through me. Unexpectedly, whoever ordered it came down from the sky. The dragon moves and moves, the wind dances and falls. It disperses into fog in the eastern suburbs and freezes to dry trees and crops. Or it might fly into my car and crush someone's elbow and crotch. Fight for the place in the hut, support and support the rebel hut. Open the seal to release it, pull it away and it will still change. When you return to the mountain, no one will be afraid of you.

175. "Ten Poems of Jingzhou"

When tourists leave the Three Gorges, the Chu land ends in plains. Guests from the north followed Nanjia, and ships from Sichuan were transported between Wuqiang and Wuqiang. The river invades the plains and cuts off the plains, and the wind swirls the white sand. If you want to ask about the rise and fall of the city, the important city has been built since ancient times. In the old Warring States period in the south, misery still exists. Generosity is due to Liu Biao, and desolation is due to Qu Yuan. The abandoned city still has a well, and the ancient surnames have gathered together to form villages. It is also understood that the appearance is superior, but it is not worth mentioning. The land of Chu is boundless and boundless. The plowing oxen have not tasted sweat, and the seeds thrown in are like donations. Who should advise people in farming? The people are stupid and pitiful. If you are lazy in life, you will have bad years. At the east corner of Zhukan City, King Gao looked at the sand. The country is not a country, and the beacon fire is afraid of three barges. The bones of battle fall into the autumn grass, and the dangerous building leans against the broken clouds. After all the heroes of the past century, there are only fish and shrimps to be seen. Shatou is smoky and deserted, and I am tired of the noise and humbleness of coming and going. The wild market is divided into deer riots, and the official sailing transition is late. Many tourists ask for divination, and all the old people carry turtles. At dusk, the river and sky are quiet, and no one is singing the Songs of Chu. The prefect Wang Fuzi is an old handsome man from Shandong. Hearing fierceness in the prime of life, seeing heroism in his white head. You should be tired of eating wild geese, but I am tired of driving. There is Anshi in Zhongshu, so be careful not to write Li Sao. It's windy and snowy in Zanla, and Jing people are old. Why is the guest's heart careless? He is playing in the alleys. The firecrackers frightened the neighbors and drove away the children. Old friends should remember me and look at each other across the world. The river is deep into caves, and the diving fish are as big as rhinoceros. Red scales are like amber, old pillows are better than glass. The guest holds up the carved statue, and the beautiful woman shakes the green grate. If you climb the blister to make a new weapon, why don't you slaughter the dead? When the northern geese come to the southern country, they are like travelers. The wings are broken vertically and horizontally, and the feeling of pity is stained with towels. Whoever can control him on ordinary days can fly high and be untamable. An old friend gave it to me and smelled it three times as if it were precious. Liumenjing National Road drives [horses] to Chunyang. Wildfires burn the dead grass, and the east wind stirs the green awns. It travels north to carry Xu Deng and south to Jihengxiang. The territory of Chu spreads all over the world, and King Huai believes in the weak king.

176. "Ciyun Ma Yuanbin"

returned from wandering thousands of miles away, and when he met again, he was already masturbating. When I first heard the good words, I was shocked. I regretted that I was too late to recognize Dongting. It is better to shake hands and know that there is no He Jian than to make friends with Yuan Si. Sai Hong is about to fly to the sky. How can he hope that the old man will catch up with him?

177. "Fenghe Chen Xianliang"

If you don't learn from Sun Wu and Liu Tao, you dare to combine slaves and horses with heroes. Looking at the poor sea and the sky, the sky is still far away, and the sun is getting higher with all my heart. The superficial reputation outside the body is no longer trivial, but in the dream, thoughts are pouring out. The three mountains used to be a land of gods, attracting people from the east to catch a fish.

178. "The second rhyme Huang Lu directly sent to Guo Ming's father's house to recommend two poems from Yingzhou Xizhai"

The lonely Yuedanzhou in Tokyo has no more beautiful stars. Don't complain about the sacred object of Ping Xing Kong, there is still Xizhai to connect the flow of victory. In spring dreams, I often search for ten hectares of lake, and write home letters with thousands of tangerines. Xuetang also has thoughts about returning to the song, to thank him for his lifelong travels.

179. "Ten Poems of Jingzhou"

Liumenjing National Road, driving [horse] to Chunyang. Wildfires burn the dead grass, and the east wind stirs the green awns. Travel north to connect Xu and Deng, and go south to Jihengxiang. The territory of Chu spreads all over the world, and King Huai believes in the weak king.

180. "Two poems on hearing that Li Gong chose to drink Fu Guobo's house and got drunk"

If he refuses to ride [horse] back in confusion, Yushan knows that he is a beautiful woman. Ziyun has something to say, do you know? Don't call the censor of the division.

181. "Starting at the fifth watch on the 26th and arriving at Fengxi before dawn"

Entering Fengxi at night is like entering a gorge, and the mountain torches illuminate the mountains and startle the apes. The lonely moon is still there on the top of the mountain, and the cold waves on the rocks are noisier at dawn. The old man is hidden behind the white clouds, and the sacred objects have turned into traces. An Demeng rode with the thunderbolt, and the horse fell over and the sky turned upside down.

182. "It will snow lightly on the night of December 14th, and I will go to Nanxi tomorrow morning to have a drink until night"

The snow in Nanxi is really priceless, and I can see it by walking [horse] and it is still there. I walked alone in search of traces, and was the first to cross Zhuqiao at dawn. Who can pity a broken house with no place to sleep? Sitting in a village without talking about hunger. Only the dusk crow knows the guest's intention, and is frightened by thousands of pieces of falling cold strips.

183. "The Sizhu Supervisor burned the reed garden because he summoned the capital to inspect firewood, Yi Xu Zuozang and his disciples."

The official garden cut the reeds and left dry branches, and set fire to them like red clouds in late winter. Even after all the withered trees have been burnt, they still have their roots. When the spring rain washes them off, they will all sprout. The yellow fox and the old rabbit are the most cunning, and they are always boastful when they bully all beasts. I don't realize this misfortune every year, but love comes to my house secretly. The wind returns to the flames, the curly hair and tail are hot, and the goshawk has already covered it when it comes out.The savages came to say that this was the happiest thing, and they walked out and returned to the car with their bare hands. The general patrolling the border was in the nearby town, and he called out with his spear and fork. If the garrison is idle for a long time, you can give it a try. Although the war drums are freezing, they are still in good condition. He is ambitious to fight the Nanjian tiger, and his formation is very similar to that of the Changshan snake. The frost is dry and the sound of fire is exploding in the wild, flying away with no way to go. When people are welcomed, they intercept arrows, and when dogs escape, they throw themselves into the blind. I'm not tired of hitting fresh horses, but I'm afraid that the setting sun will drive the crows to roost. The flags, flags, drums, and drums are sitting on the ground for several harvests, and the saddle is hung with a pheasant and a hare on the shoulder. The host prepares wine and gathers the guests, all of whom are drunk and talking late in the evening. The hair is burnt and the flesh is burnt, and there is no time to cut it. He drinks and tastes it and wants to chase Xiwa. Qingqiu Yunmeng is great in ancient times, how can it be a hundred times better than this? He suffered from being remonstrated by Yi Yi, and was ridiculed by his guests for his lewdness and extravagance. How is it like an idle official traveling to the mountains and towns, leaving the open space and not going to the court? The farmers and workers have finished their work, and the clouds are twilight. Although there are few chariots and riders, the guests are very good. When the horse is drunk and drunk, the horse is gone without warning. When hunting, the frost wind blows the hat.

184. "After the first day of Danyang, I will send it to Lu Yuanhan tomorrow at the beginning of spring"

A pile of red wisps of fine wormwood and fresh pepper flowers. Bamboo [Horse] is better to believe in old age when it is different, and Earth Ox will not say goodbye to spring tomorrow. It’s still early to get water from the West Lake, and it’s still early to watch the lanterns at the North Temple. Who is willing to remember the white hair and pale face, who is the person who sneezes frequently at dawn?

185. "Ciyun Sun Juyuan sent Li Sheng's two works to Lianshui and sent five unique works with his views"

How can the Liu people in Nanyue meet each other? Although the monkey doesn't have many children, why does Sheyan fall in love with Saihong? (In the past, I met Ju Yuan, Liu Gong's father, and Liu Xin in Shanyang, and we had a good relationship with each other. However, Ju Yuan, who was close to me, met again in Jingkou.) In his later years, the talented man finally found it difficult to advance, and he bravely retreated from the current rapids. Not only was Ershu admired, he should have had a view of Sun Tower. (Juyuan is close to the East China Sea, and the county has beautiful scenery and sparse buildings.) Mr. Soseki is in a dilemma. (Self-proclaimed.) You should know that travelers are worried and helpless, so they sent poems to Li Ling. (Called Li Junye.) The goddess' car is arranged in the clouds and rain, and the old and sick in Zhongzhou are afraid of people's praise. The poet An Ren was here at the time, and he was looking at the flowers all over the county in Heyang. (Sheng was appointed as the governor of the city.) Before I arrived in Jiaoxi, I can say that there will be no spring for mulberry trees and hemp crops. I don’t envy the people riding horses in Beijing, but I envy the boatmen in Huaiyue.

186. "I saw the post on the ninth day of the same year as Chao"

Looking up at the swans flying in the sky, I never think about wealth, fame and fame. The sick [horse] no longer has the ambition to travel a thousand miles, and the poet will bear the sorrow of the whole autumn. This has always been the case with Chongjiu since ancient times. Who will be given the West Lake after farewell? Send a son to be poor and worried, God has a purpose, and the mountains and rivers of Wuzhong need to be clear and poetic.

187. "My uncle sent his ancestors back to Shu, and the poet Yunren came to the Xiye store to rest on the pillow road."

Suo Mo Qi'an County, a minister came to visit. How to send someone home alone in the wind and snow. Thin bones will be broken due to cold, and beards will become thinner when picked. I am not willing to say farewell to death, but I am still afraid of returning alive. The sun is blowing across the river, and the snow is shining brightly across the fields. I remember that when I got home, I was hoeing. The moon shines through the fur, and the frost and snow astringe the sword. When I return home, I sit down behind closed doors and silently count my visits to the store. Brothers, I have nothing to send, but I need to repay you for your words. In old age, both of us have yellow hair, looking at each other, everything will be over. My old friend misses me, saying that I am thin. Still suffering from body problems, I have no peace of mind. My brother loves wine, now you can also drink. A cup of this will be recited, and everything will be in Handan's pillow. Where is Dongqian? Hanshijiangtou Road. Alas, Lord Wei Cheng, he lives in a new tomb in Caohuang. It’s also calm when the time comes, don’t cry because of the end of the road. When the Eastern Qian time comes, don’t send in any cattle or sheep. My dream goes with you, the pines and cypresses are green in the east. But entering Xizhou Gate, I will always be ashamed of the spirit of Beishan. There is no envy in being a beggar, but you can forget the difficulties if you bear rice. Don't shy away from entering the sword pass without a chariot or horse. I live up to my reputation and bring myself to my own detriment by cheering. Fortunately, no one knows about you, don’t be afraid that your family is stable. Bamboo skirts and skirts can be used to get married at any time. If nothing happens, it's like missing lovesickness, and the saddle is still one step away. After thousands of miles, I still live alone in a nunnery. You should laugh at making a living, just like grinding a donkey.

188. "On the 20th of the first lunar month, I went out to the suburbs with Pan Guo Ersheng to look for spring, but I suddenly remembered that it was the day last year."

The east wind refused to enter the east gate, and even went to find the old village. People are like Qiu Hong and there are letters, and things are like spring dreams without leaving a trace. After three glasses of Jiangcheng liquor, the wild old man smiled warmly. We have agreed to hold this meeting every year, so there is no need for old friends to summon their souls.

189. "Six Odes of the Second Rhyme from Where You Live"

A mountain elixir is planted in front of the hall, and it is scattered on the head of [horse]. Autumn chrysanthemums are planted behind the hall, and gold scraps are harvested to ward off the cold. If the plants and trees are sentimental, they comfort us in this fragrant age. The lonely man is enjoying himself, but he doesn't know the difficulty of traveling. The poet has many emotions and recalls the two capitals with flowers. The pomegranate has a positive color, and the jade tree has a false reputation. Charming autumn chrysanthemums, Zhuo Weishuang Zhongying. The cornus disk is illuminated by nine layers, and the valerians are two bright. Living in seclusion has an ancient meaning, and the well is divided into the west wall. Who said that three days of heat only requires a cup of coolness? Sir, he sat down and endured his thirst, while the crowd clamored and became rampant. The crowd dispersed and drank slowly, lingering for a long time. Mr. Tutuo has nothing to do with Liu Cha.How to entertain drunken guests while sniffing flowers. The water in the well is adjacent to the west, and the bamboo shade is borrowed from the owner's house. Xiao Ran is a walking monk who lives in the world. Dong Zhai planted cypress trees, which are now several feet long. I know that there is Huan Si [horse], and the hazel grass is used to hide it. Recently I heard that the new branches of Nantai pine are still stiff. This embrace over the years has never failed to shock the world. The new home has been covered with tiles, and there is no need to worry about wind and rain anymore. Alder plants and caged bamboos can also be found in small poems. If you still want to trouble the second master, he stabs the mountain and flies out. It should be dug a hundred feet long, and two husks should be used to carry an ox.

190. "Huangzhou? Is this poem composed by Ouyang Xiu?"

There is a foot of snow in Nanshan, and the whole mountain is covered with snow. The valley is deep and warm, and the plum blossoms should be in full bloom. It makes you tired of riding, so your chariot and horse stay in front of the mountain. He sings songs to attract wild old men, and we walk together in the green forest. The long pines provide high shade, and the rocks are suitable for drunken sleep. I only enjoy listening to mountain birds and writing about quiet springs with my harp. The desire of love makes you forget to return, but the world is too painful to hold you back. When I returned, I felt far away and the bright moon reached its peak.

191. "Picture of Lu Hong's Academic Hall? Is this poem composed by Su Che?"

It used to be the Taishihua, and Lu Yan was at the east foot. Go straight up to the Fengfeng altar, and you will be born in a cocoon overnight. There is no way to go back, and the wild valley is empty in front of my eyes. I know that there are thousands of old people, and the scroll is not full. There is a Lusheng everywhere, and there are trees with brown shade. If you are an outsider, why do you need to record your actions? Hundreds of years have passed, and the dogs and horses are in the same bundle. Sorry, I have been tired for the rest of my life, and I have never returned home. There are hundreds of acres of fields along the river, and bamboos are reflected in the clear springs. If you want to escape worldly fame, you don't need to go to the axis of the picture.

192. "Reply to Zimian's Three Poems? Is this poem written by Huang Tingjian?"

If you don't go to Lang Province, you should go to the slope of admonishment. I don't know how talented he is, but I am lucky to be without him in my old age. It's hard for a horse to get rid of a weak horse, and the neighboring chicken won't sing when it's frozen. How much fire is left in the cold furnace? How can there be darkness in the ashes? A surprisingly good sentence may make you proud of the prince. A virgin pays off his integrity, and he is a comical Anzuxiong. It's as deep as happiness, and as simple as Anfeng. Nothing tacky at all, Xiaqi Lin Xiafeng. Wanting to dance with Liu Yiyu, Xiaomei urged Damei to sing the song. The remaining pieces of pear blossoms fall from the dance, and what is the content of the scenery?

193. "Three poems about sending children across the ridge? Is the third poem composed by Ziyou?"

How can I be embarrassed to have been here for seven years? I want to try another spoonful of sweetness from Caoxi. In the dream, it seemed that I had moved overseas and arrived in the south of the Yangtze River without realizing it when I was drunk. Waves wash your feet and sound in the empty stream, and mist surrounds your clothes and drips green mist. Who sent the pheasant to suddenly startle, half of the rock flowers rained down. Submit a chapter and offer advice and talk a lot, but if you can avenge an injustice, you will be loyal and willing to die. A piece of red heart, the sun is falling, and there are several lines of clear tears in Yunnan. The glory returns to you and you wear Jiarui, and you live in solitude in Wanlan due to miasma. The west wind is blowing away the plum blossoms, but it is unclear who will welcome the [horse]. The mist in the mountains is always embarrassing, but the tea is still sweet when I return to the Central Plains. Whoever is destined to take pity on you will eventually turn against you, but if you don't have the intention, you will laugh and live in the south. Man's voice is accustomed to doubting the language, and spleen disease lingers in Linglan. Thanks to the pure water of the founder, all the dust is washed away.

194. "Uncle He Chao Mei"

On the other hand, they are both honest, but who can flatter each other if they slander each other? It was laughable after everything happened, but now it is gone in the dream. The precious materials are still in the empty valley, and the tired [horse] is traveling a long way. Not knowing the intention of creation, I am at a loss.

195. "Two Poems of a Hundred Steps to the Flood"

The long flood jumps into the waves, and the boat goes south like a shuttle. The navy is shouting and the geese are rising, and the rocks are quarreling along the line. Just like a rabbit flying and an eagle landing, a horse bets on a slope of thousands of feet. The broken string and the arrow were released from the pillar, and the flying lightning passed through the gap and the bead turned over the load. The four mountains are dizzy and the wind sweeps my ears, but I can see thousands of eddies arising from the flowing foam. Although I am happy in the mountains, why should Shui Bo praise the autumn river? The days and nights of my life pass by, and I sit down and sleep with a single thought that exceeds Silla. In the drunken dream, people are fighting for each other, how can you believe that thorns are buried in the bronze camel. I felt like I was looking down for a thousand eons, and when I looked back at the water, I felt like a snake. You look at the green rocks beside the rock. In ancient times, the holes were like bees’ nests. But if my heart has no place to live, even though the creation is driving like me. Return to the boat and the [horses] will go home and talk more about Master Xun Xun.

196. "Catching locusts, I arrived at Fuyunling, I was tired from walking in the mountains, and I had a child in my arms, two poems by my younger brother"

The frosty wind was approaching the Double Ninth Festival, and the wild chrysanthemums on the streamside were shining brightly. After a long journey in the abandoned mountains, I am still tired and tired, but I can still dance drunkenly in the village and soak in the waves. Sleeping alone in the forest has a good dream, but looking back on the world, there are many sorrows. Kill the horse, destroy the chariot, and then pass away. Where did the son come from to ask about Xingzang?

197. "Six Verses of the Second Rhyme from the Residence"

Dong Zhai planted cypress by hand, and it is now several feet long. I know that there is Huan Si [horse], and the hazel grass is used to hide it. Recently I heard that the new branches of Nantai pine are still stiff. This embrace over the years has never failed to shock the world.

198. "Leave an inscription about the Zhongxing Temple in Xianyoutan. There is a Jade Girl Cave in the east of the temple and a horse in the south of the cave."

The clear pool is a hundred feet clear and has no mud, and the mountains and trees are overcast and the valleys are covered with birdsong. Guests from Shu once visited Mingyue Gorge, and people from Qin are now in Wuling River. I climbed up to the study room alone to peer into the rock sinuses, and also visited the stone boudoir styled by the immortal Shu. There are still people who have not yet reached the heart of loving mountains and do not put their feet on the flying ladder.

199. "The cold food has not yet arrived on the lake, and the two county magistrates will be here first in the future."

The moon is setting over the city and the crows are still crying, and the red ramparts of Wubang have already filled the lake. The drums failed to welcome the five [horses], and the water clouds were already flying with two pairs of ducks. A boat with a yellow hat and a magpie tail on the mountain, and a magpie tail stove with green smoke. When I am old and sick, I just want to sleep in the spring, and I only seek a monk's couch to stay for a while.

200. "Two Poems of the Second Rhyme Zhou Xing Sends a Picture of Yandang Mountain"

pointed out that with the help of the medicine collector, the painting was transformed into the Great Sophora Palace. The small pavilion is bright with green smoke, and the cold teeth are chewing new poems in the snowy wind. Erhua travels to see the majestic Shaanxi right, and the nine immortals have now overwhelmed Jingdong. (I am about to go to the river, close to Taihua, and the Nine Immortals are in Dongwu, and the beauty is immortal in Yandang.) In this life, I have found the mountain points, and I have felt that the Wen Terrace has fallen into my hands. I have been with you in the West Lake for three years. The horse enters the dust and the crane enters the cage. I came from the East China Sea to see the sun alone, but Shiqiao went to Changhong first. After knowing farewell from afar, Tian Huafa went to the bottle to say that he was sick. The king of Shushan whom I hate has never seen him, and he joined hands with me to get drunk.

201. "Mr. Dong Chu learned about Meizhou and traveled to Anqiu to visit his former residence with his ancestors."

Baifa Lang, the old envoy to the emperor, is the most humane and literate person up to now. A chicken dares to forget the official sayings of the bridge and dismount to look for Dong Xiang's tomb. Although I was exempted from having to pay my salary in the winter months, I couldn't hear my neighbors playing the flute. Don't ask about the vast contract between life and death. I shed tears toward the white clouds in the southwest.

202. "On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, two poems by rhymes about encountering snow on Caizhou Road"

Orchid and Ju are in business, and the sun returns to their roots. Fang is worried about gathering the dusk snow, and is happy to welcome the dynasty. Recalling my former residence, the floating light moved the south pavilion. The pines and bamboos are half pouring, and the sunflowers and xuan are not counted. There are three paths of Yao grass and a bottle of well flowers. To this day, there are still traces of walking on the place where I chanted. Once you become an official, you will always be ashamed of Li Zhongyuan. It's shameful to be old, and you'll run south when you're in the snow. Buy an abandoned garden in a mountain city, and lift up the leafy leaves with your own hands. The long envoy was from Qi'an and pointed out the Guhou Garden. The lead paste dyes the mustache, and the roots of frost and snow are exposed. It's better to sit with your eyes closed and spend the night alone in Dan Mansion. Unexpectedly, in the midst of sorrow, Xixuan lived in Fangcun. The heavy snow is pressing down on the house, and I am not a child. Learn to rest all your life, sit and sleep for two days to get warm. I got off my horse and wrote poems about snow, and the ground was covered with whip marks. Standing and looking at the wilderness, the sad song is Li Yuan. When Dao meets a hunter, he points to a fox and a rabbit running from a distance. The traces can still be found, but there is no need to uncover the caves. Send thanks to Prime Minister Li, I will return to Qiuyuan.

203. "Cixu Chongyuan Yun was sent to Chengdu Gaoshidun to be under the jurisdiction of Chengdu"

The old prison in Zhizhong had a false reputation and was too lazy to travel thousands of miles to Yanshan Mountain. (Yu and Gaojun were envoys to Khitan, so they had to say goodbye.) Sit back and watch Feihong greet the envoys, and return with handsome horses for the beautiful city. The talented man was not destined to be a noble man, but he still wanted to control the Shu soldiers. Looking west to the snow-capped mountains and watching the flames burn out, you might as well drink a bottle of wine to commemorate your life.

204. "Ciyun Wang Jinqing went to Yuan Dynasty to serve Yan Duanmen"

html On the first month of the month, the nine doors opened, and the stars circled the terrace. You are dreaming in your pillow, and I am also a human being. The light moves the fairy ball, and the fragrance lingers in the chariot. There are thousands of [horses] in each other's company, and the decline and illness are like companions.

205. "Send Judge Feng to the Prosperous Kingdom"

General Killed the Dragon flew into the sky, and for ten years the sea was filled with red smoke. The roaring waves stood on the wall, and there were thousands of garrison warships with towers and oars. The orchid mountains are shaking, the beautiful mountains are dancing, and the little white peach blossoms are half swallowed. The barbarians do not wrap up the corpses of the strong men, but in the daytime the heroes live in the palace. The long whale comes from the east to drive away the sea squid, and the turtle with nine heads and six eyes in Tianwu. The teeth of the saws and chisels are as rotten as snow, and they slaughter the common people as if they have a vendetta against them. The spring thunder shakes the sea, and the dragon turns into a sea fish and settles down in the sea. The livelihood of fish and salt was slightly improved, and the service of tribute was rebuilt on the far island. The judge comes from a loyal and filial family, and he is the grandson of Dusong Jieshi. Economic means can fill all the holes, how can it be equal to the bow [horse]. The scriptures of history are poor in the day and the laws of war are at night. There are many different types of unicorns, horns and phoenix feathers. Directly turn benevolence and righteousness into flogging, and shame and treachery compete with swords and pens. I heard that the judge used to assist the Yuan army and plan the advance and retreat of the three armies. The envoy moved to Tao to deal with criminal matters, and the envoy sat down to return to the rites and music. Phoenix Pond and Qilin Pavilion reward good deeds and merit. The rain and dew in the nine days are deep, and the clouds are soaring thousands of miles away.

206. "Magnolia Order Ci Ma Zhongyu Yun"

I know that your immortal bones are free from cold and heat. We meet again at dusk after a thousand years. Therefore, I would like to say something else to annoy the beautiful woman, but I want to watch the rain on the pear branches. The fallen flowers have been driven back to the wind. Huaben Wuxinying complained privately. On the way home from the Ming Dynasty, I went down to the west of the pond, and there was no place where the orioles were singing and the flowers were falling.

207. "He Zi from Cold Food"

Cold Food is dark in February this year, and the deep green woods are already smoke. Who can borrow the steeds that circle the city? It will be easy to find famous gardens everywhere. But there is no need to compile the occasional poems for hanging the wine pot. Suddenly, I was startled by the sound of a singing song. Who on the river is managing the abandoned fields?

208. "Ciyun Kong Wenzhong recommended the official to see the gift"

I am an elk, so I am not in the posture of lying down. You are like a horse with sweat and blood, and you have the power to make a horse. They marched together on the main road, leading the troops to gallop. Hearing the sound of self-determination, he will receive Jiwei again. It is said that the emperor has sent Yan, and the sun has not faded in Mochu.When the road stops, even the donkeys and mules follow. The golden saddle is covered with green brocade, and the jade strap is covered with green silk. Believe it is beautiful when you watch from the sidelines, but you will feel good about it and dislike it yourself. They are all controlled by people, so why bother with salt and baggage. When you look at the horse, you don't dare to crow and peep. Adjusted to sleepy whip, only bones and skin remain. Everyone has their own ambitions in life, I will stick to this theory for a long time. Others laughed when they heard it and chatted with me about Ziqi. The rain accumulates while fasting and lying down, and the sick bones are bothered to support themselves. Autumn grass climbs the walls, frost leaves ring the steps. There are no guests in front of the door, so I dare to act like a hero. Wait for the official to report that you are coming and cut off the Mekong River. A pair of masters talk, forgetting that common people are humble. Today's poems are in vain, and they are as charming as a phoenix. There are so many steps to climb up the mountain and fall into the sea at the end of the sea. Take pity on my withered nature, and use it to nourish me. I am willing to imitate the worldly people and wash away and seek relief from scars. The virtuous day is used, and the Qing temple sings and sings. Hu Bu learned from Chang Qing and wrote the poem for the Zen ceremony in advance.

209. "Sending Prime Minister Zhang Xuanmin to the Provincial Examination"

Long Fei Jiazi is a hero, but I am still as old as I am. People compete with each other in spring orchids and laugh at autumn chrysanthemums, and the bright moon of heaven accompanies Chang Geng. Heirs to each family have heard poems and rituals, and they have become brothers when they meet their son. After washing my eyes, I went up to the forest to watch the jumping [horse], and I went to ancient Xuancheng first to express my congratulations. (My uncle was born in the same year as Zhang Shidu in Taiping Prefecture, and this is his son.)

210. "Li Qianjia sat down and wore flowers"

Twenty-eight beauties carried fine [horse] packs, and ten thousand fine wines were recorded in Weicheng Song. The willow catkins in front of the curtain startle the Spring Festival evening, and the flower branches on the head are still old. The dew-wet drunken towel is covered with fragrance, and the moonlight is full of shadows on the way home. When will I see the green beads playing the flute? I want to put the slanting red into the soap.

211. "Two Songs of Drinking in the Rain at Luqiu Jiangjun's House in Suzhou"

The small garden is overcast with dust, and the water on the square pond is about to form lines. I have already troubled the immortals to come and carry the rain. Don't send songs to stop in the clouds. I am willing to say wine to Qiluo, and try to make the words angry in the red dress. Tonight, remember to wake up and smell the empty steps alone. Returning from the Five Periods, my temples are not yet frosty, and my eyebrows are ringed and sitting in a row, shining brightly. Call the boat to the ferry to welcome Qiu Nu, and stop by the [horse] bridge to ask Tai Niang. He once entertained Bai Fu with four strings, and dared to fight the king of Wu with a hundred herbs. Today, I am smiling and guarding in a romantic manner, painting my halberd in the air and condensing the fragrance of feasting and sleeping.

212. "Two Poems from Beitaibi Shu after Snow"

The rain is still falling in the dusk, but the night is quiet and the wind has not turned serious. But I felt like water was splashed on my quilt, and I didn't know that salt had been piled up in the courtyard. At five o'clock, the color of dawn comes to the book cover, and the cold sound falls on the painted eaves in the middle of the night. Try scanning the north platform to see the [horse] ears. There are no double tips if they are not buried. On the first day of the city, there were crows, and there were no cars on the clear mud on the street. Millet rises in the frozen jade tower, and flowers bloom in the eyes of the sea as the light shakes silver. The locusts that have entered the ground should be thousands of feet long, and there are several locusts in Lianyun. The old illness makes me sigh and my poetry power fades away. I chant icicles in the air to recall Liu Cha.

213. "On the Qingzhou Road in heavy snow, there is Huaidong Wuyuan Pavilion addressed to Kong Zhouhan"

The snow on the transcendental stage, the city walls and the mountains and rivers are both unique. The sea breeze breaks the green glass, and you can see the white silver towers on the three mountains. There is snow in front of the public hall, and the green windows and red doors are bright and dim. The beauty in the hall is as beautiful as snow, with a dazzling smile on her teeth and cheeks. The snow in Zhongshan Hall is even more strange, and the green pines and strange rocks are confusing. Only if you can't return from your travels, you will get on your horse at five o'clock and frown. I don't see you. Li Shizhong from Huaixi went into Caizhou at night to capture Wu Yuanji. Meng Haoran from Xiangyang was not seen again, riding a donkey on the Chang'an Road and reciting poems about snow. Why should we drink fine wine behind closed doors, and no one will discredit the Hedong Shou?

214. "Send to Chi Shiyuan Sanyouzi before Jun"

Sleeping in the open air for 600 miles, drinking water from the Nanjiang River in the Ming Dynasty. I didn't see Feng Ying's rhinoceros horn, but I met Jade Snow King's son first. (At that time, I met Wang Lang in Jianchang, heading north.) If I want to talk to the bed all night long, I must wear a star to stand up when I think of you. At night, I dreamed of being less than a tug. (Yuan's nickname is Hu'er.) There were two ears hanging down at the point of the tug. I recall that the spring in Jinan has not yet moved, and the three sons went out to welcome the remaining snow. When I moved to the east of the ancient river, I was full of wine and meat and was happy. Now I am haggard and weak, and I am carrying you on a journey against your will. You will be surprised to see me when you leave the city. There is no need to be ashamed of being healthy and poor. I stayed for Nai Weng for ten days, so what’s the point of relying on the electricity and joy? But when you are in a hurry to write a new poem, one drunken man and two men are better than wine.

215. "Rehmannia glutinosa"

Rehmannia glutinosa is fed to old [horses], and it can make light discern people. I heard the words of Lok Heaven, which are likened to the body of [horse] giving. I am weak and helpless, with droopy ears and lack of energy. Transplanting is accompanied by fertile soil, and the crops are lush and blooming for the new year. Submerged in water, you get the young roots, and heavy soup nourishes the old seeds. Throw in Aqing from the East, and Chun from the North Sea. Yami helps sweetness and coldness, and mountain ginger is fragrant and pungent. Melted into cold food, Yan makes Rui Luzhen. Fire is stored in the Dantian, and the lungs will produce fluid even if they are thirsty. May the heat in my heart wash away the dust in my chest.

216. "Ci Yun Gao Yao Ling Liu Shi was sent to the Xiashan Temple"

The news is not much good, and the old learning can be put aside. Just like the master of the hidden season, he did not escape from Meifu in a hurry. The jejunum is full of thoughts, and it is as quiet as a cluster of silkworms. An inch of field bears the first fruits, which are as beautiful as copper growing green. The thorns have been swept away, and the pears and jujubes are worried about not being ripe.A high man would rather cast gold, while a lowly man would rather wear jade. You look at the mountains and passes, and I want to wear a scarf. I once climbed to Luofu Peak and also to Zhuming Valley. Turn around and look at the real calendar block, and then go back to sleep in the broken house. My old friend is still an official, and his taste of the world is as thin as a silk ribbon. He occasionally laughs at girls who are crossing the river, and he is not afraid of bathing in wild rivers. I was surprised to hear that the ruler book had arrived, and I was delighted to have a new poem. Ying Lian Wu Guanke, once served as governor of eight states. Bones are sold by slander and words are used, and courage breaks the jailer's cruelty. Long clouds are not easy to send, but river moons are easy to carry. The distant Qingyuan Temple is not called an empty belly. The donkey's steps are shattered by force, and the strings and pillars of the short harp are rushed. Look up at the falling fountain and listen to the sound of the stone hub. Thousands of peaks pass through the clearing, and there is no turning back. The thunder was so loud that I couldn't speak, and the lightning was so loud that I couldn't even see it. You should know that the monk is always hungry and sitting on the mountain has little meat. There is no north or south in the world, and the snail corners are empty and shrinking. There are ninety-nine springs in Qiu Chi. (There are ninety-nine springs in Qiu Chi. I dreamed of them and wrote a poem. Song Shao is thirty-six. Zi buys Tianyang Zhai from near and looks north to Mount Song. It is very close.) Heaven and man have the same dream, and immortals There are no two records. The poor country is really old, and the psychology is also rough. Then he returned to the blazing sky, and his long life illuminated the sea alone. (A poem about the flames of the sky retreating. A poem written by Lu Zhi near Huang said: There is an inch candle in the lotus, and the female [horse] burns hundreds of rivers in the sea. Lu Zhi has something to gain from being close.)

217. "Ci Yun Kong Wenzhong Tui Guan Sees a Gift"

I This elk has the nature of a deer, so he is not in the posture of lying down. You are like a horse with sweat and blood, and you have the power to make a horse. They marched together on the main road, leading the troops to gallop. Hearing the sound of self-determination, he will receive Jiwei again. It is said that the king's dynasty has flourished, but the day of Mochu has not yet faded away. When the road stops, even the donkeys and mules follow. The golden saddle is covered with green brocade, and the jade strap is covered with green silk. Believe it is beautiful when you watch from the sidelines, but you will feel good about it and dislike it yourself. It's all done by people, so why bother with salt and baggage. When you look at the horse, you don't dare to crow and peep. Adjusted to sleepy whip, only bones and skin remain. Everyone has their own ambitions in life, I will stick to this theory for a long time. Others laughed when they heard it and chatted with me about Ziqi. The rain accumulates while fasting and lying down, and the sick bones are bothered to support themselves. Autumn grass climbs the walls, frost leaves ring the steps. There are no guests in front of the door, so I dare to act like a hero. Wait for the official to report that you are coming and cut off the Mekong River. A pair of masters talk, forgetting that common people are humble. Today's poems are in vain, and they are as charming as a phoenix. There are no stairs to climb up the mountain, and you fall into the sea to get lost in the end of the river. Take pity on my withered nature, and use it to nourish me. I am willing to imitate the worldly people and wash away and seek relief from scars. The virtuous day is used, and the Qing temple sings and sings. Hu Bu learned from Chang Qing and wrote the poem for the Zen ceremony in advance.

218. "Rehmannia glutinosa"

Rehmannia glutinosa is old [horse] and can be used to supervise people. I heard the words of Lok Heaven, which are likened to the body of [horse] giving. I am weak and helpless, with droopy ears and lack of energy. Transplanting is accompanied by fertile soil, and the crops are lush and blooming for the new year. Submerged in water, you get the young roots, and heavy soup nourishes the old seeds. Throw in Aqing from the East, and Chun from the North Sea. Yami helps sweetness and coldness, and mountain ginger is fragrant and pungent. Melt into cold food and swallow as auspicious delicacies. Fire is stored in the Dantian, and the lungs will produce fluid even if they are thirsty. May the heat in my heart wash away the dust in my chest.

219.Later》

I used to be in the fields, but I only knew sheep and cattle. The Chuanping ox has a stable back, like riding a boat with hundreds of dendrobiums. The boat moves without people and the shore moves by itself. I am lying down reading a book without knowing it. There are a hundred sheep in front of me, and the sound of my whip is like a drum and a rhinoceros. I will not whip out recklessly, I will whip them as they are the latter. Grass and trees grow in the swamp, and the grass grows sick for cattle and sheep. Looking for mountains and crossing pits and valleys, my muscles and bones are strong. Smoke and raincoats grow under the forest. As I grow old, I can only see paintings in the sky. In the world, [horses] shoot the east wind with their ears, and regret that they will not grow up to be many bulls.

220. "There is a jade girl's cave in the east of Zhongxing Temple in Xianyoutan. There is a horse in the south of the cave."

Dare to cross the clear pool, a hundred feet clear of mud, the mountains and trees are overcast and the valleys are filled with birdsong. Guests from Shu once visited Mingyue Gorge, and people from Qin are now in Wuling River. I climbed up to the study room alone to peer into the rock sinuses, and also visited the stone boudoir styled by the immortal Shu. There are still people who have not yet reached the heart of loving mountains and do not put their feet on the flying ladder.

221. "Xiuzhou Monk Benying Jingzhaotang"

Birds never forget to fly, and [horses] are always thinking about Chi. It is better to be silent and listen to what is being said. If you look at people who are tired of doing things, they will be even more sad if they have nothing to do. The poor and the lowly are miserable, and the rich and noble are exhausted. The name of the hall is Jingzhao, who does this sentence refer to? A recluse in the world has no timely resources. I have no regrets about old age and death, and amuse myself in a boat. I'm afraid I can't see you, but I'm willing to do it.

222. "Han Gan's Fourteen Horses"

Two [horses] are driven together with eight hooves, and the two [horses] have round necks and tails. One [Horse] raised his head and raised his back, while the other [Horse] avoided long neighing. The old beard Xi Guan rides and cares, the predecessor is [马] Tong [horse] language. After that, eight horses were drinking and walking, and the slightest flow of kisses seemed to make a sound. The former helps the cranes come out of the forest, while the latter wants to get involved in the cranes and bend down to peck at them. The last [horse] is in the middle of the dragon. It does not neigh, does not move, and shakes its tail in the wind. Han Sheng's painting of "Horse" is really "Horse", and Su Zi's poems are like seeing paintings. There is no Bole or Han in the world. Who should read this poem and painting?It is said that at the foot of Jingshan Mountain in the northeastern part of the county, water can accumulate in ditches and ditches. Because I went to see Wang Hucao, the king of Wu Zhengzi, and looked at each other, the ground was full of rocks, but I couldn't find it. I also went to Shengnu Mountain. There were stone chambers like tombs, but no coffins or Yunsong Si [Ma] Huan. There are two poems by the two sons of the tomb, followed by two rhymes, which are not easy to cover with side hands. The rushing water sweeps through thousands of houses in an instant. It was suspected that Zhibo was besieging Zhao at the beginning, but Zhang Tang still wanted to attack him. I have been here for a long time, and I will give up my hard work in life. Your decision is really laughable, and there is a faint sound of thunder and the sound of the bicycle. The vast clear water surrounds Gu Cen, and the return journey is about to come. Try to wear the mango shoes, and the pine torch shines deep into the sky. Even if the commanding officer [horse] can dig out stones, there is still a man who can dig out gold. Forcibly writing about the years left on Cangya, who knows his heart at this time in his years.

223. "Traveling to Fahua Mountain with the Hu Clan Tribe"

The wave lake is about to end and the mountain is the boundary, and the Hanquanluo Gaopai is the first to be seen. The Taoist has not released the spring out of the mountain, but the empty hall has winding and clear water. Even though you are old and still playing tricks, the green boats and red boats are dancing vigorously. With a smile, the cup of water splashed onto her skirt, and Yu Huan washed her feet and made waves. The long pine supports the sky dragon to stand up, the green vines fall and the valley clouds collapse. It's strange to look up and see through the dense sky. Who said that there are forty-eight thousand hectares, and the vast east is covered by the sun. On the way home for ten miles, the wind was filled with lotus flowers, and I heard a cappella song and heard the dew and sage leaves. (On this day, there is a musician who made this sound.) I am a young man, Mu Zhenyin, with white hair and blue clothes. Suddenly I met a good scholar and a famous mountain, and it was so different from the dead poplars and [horses] scabies. You are like a luan and a crane that occasionally floats and falls. How can the six feathers like clouds be forged for a long time? If you don't write down the new sentences here and there, you may be in debt to the mountains.

224. "Plum Blossoms with Taixu of Qin Dynasty"

The bones of the scholar in West Lake are haggard, only this poet can overwhelm him. Mr. Dongpo was disheartened and was annoyed by his love for you. Passionately ride [horse] until dusk, the remaining snow fades late and the moon rises early. Thousands of trees at the head of the river are about to be dark in spring, but a branch outside the bamboo is better. At the foot of Gushan Mountain, where I sleep drunk, the waist of my skirt is decorated and not swept away. Spring comes with thousands of miles of guests, and flowers are sent to beauties after ten years. I was already sick when the flowers bloomed last year, but I am careless with the flowers this year. It is better to bring spring back with the wind and rain, collect the lingering fragrance and return it to Hao.

225. "Going to Chaoran Terrace to Present to the Prefect Huo Xiang"

In the past, I drank from the Uquan Spring in Farewell Changshan, and spent the cold weather among dragons and snakes. The children in the mountains clapped their hands and laughed, asking me why I should return when I went west. I haven't gone to the bamboo [horse] appointment for ten years, and I am alone in the boat with the fishing coop. Once again, the elders are happy that I am here, helping the young and old to cover each other. At that time, the baby was only seven feet tall, but I was able to keep my beautiful face. I asked who the prefect is for now, who protects the Qiang and fills the country with no stains on his temples. (Xiang said that he had made great contributions to the farming in Xihe.) He worked hard with cattle and wine, and no longer laughed at the coldness with qiju. Aloof, I buy wine and look for old traces, and there are still poems and poems that are stubborn and tenacious. The sun sets over the lonely cloud on the horse's ear, shining on the golden and green servant girl. Qinqi has been flowing water since ancient times, jumping under the waves and ringing the ring. May the public talk and laugh like a stone platform, and sit in the city wall to create a stream and bay.

226. "Shi used to serve as a distinguished figure in the spring and summer of last year, and the turn of autumn and winter came one after another."

Pupils, sun and feet are still clear at dawn, and the thin locust flowers are warm from zero. Sitting and reading the half-corridor temple of Zhugong, I watched the yellow sky rising from the sky. (Pupshe Lu Gong, his disciple Han Gong, and Zuo Cheng Liu Gong all used their lecture seats to make great use of themselves.) The emperor first broke through the early morning cold, and the tea bowl was still stained with dry tongue. Your Majesty, all the men are standing in the sky, so you should regret not being a Confucian scholar. The two cranes are tired and sick, and they have been riding in the pavilion for many years. Mistakenly hearing that Jiuzou chatting is flying, you may end up lingering and pecking and swallowing. Even though I was born in a turbulent place, I still have a heart of stone in my old age. He must be an old layman from Xiangshan. His connections in life are shallow and his roots are deep. (Letian removed the governor of Zhongzhou from Jiangzhou Sima, and appointed the host and guest doctor Zhongzhi to make the imperial edict, so he paid homage to Zhongshusheren. Although Shi did not dare to compare himself, he was relegated to Huangzhou, where he knew Wendeng and was called Yicao. The servants, old and young, have similar origins, and they often enjoy the leisure time of this old man.)

227. "He Wang Jinqing inscribed Li Boshi's painting of horses"

The governor has a good [horse], which is not surprising to you. Gu collects the shadow on the paper, where does the horse's bones return? Once he saw Ying Ce, the ants were frightened and their flesh flew away. How could it be that if you don't meet [horse], you have been crazy for half your life.

228. "Sending Cao Fu to Fujian"

Cao Zi was a Confucian and a knight-errant, and his writing style turned the tide. When the horses and soldiers go back and forth, the wind cracks the crown of Confucianism. The poems are written horizontally, but the ink has never been dry. Once you travel far away, the world of mortals will be separated by a rocky beach. Sheep's mouth is burnt all her life, and the sea is salty and sour. When you drink lychees, you don't think about alfalfa. I am also a person from Jianghai, and the city and the government are not safe. I am often afraid of Qingxia's aspirations and sit with my white hair. When Yuan Mingfu returned, he dismissed his official position after talking and laughing. What should I do now? It is difficult to ask for good health. Pingjun asked Qinghuai, how many poles of autumn water are there now? When will my boat sail? The frost, dew, and sun are already cold.

229. "Ci Qian Yun Farewell to Liu Jingwen"

The white clouds cannot be moved in the sky, and the bright moon will not stay in the corner of the courtyard. Weijun traveled eight hundred miles to the west and sat there for ten days without doing anything.Passers-by didn't recognize Hu Shangshu, but they saw a majestic man. (The king, one [horse], and two servants visited each other without hesitation, and many of the incoming travelers called him Shangshu, which means that the king is the head of the capital.) Who knows that he loves poetry and wine to the core, but he is drunk and wants to be supported by his eyebrows. I write about my liver and lungs to others, and the world will know that I have frosty sideburns. (There is a poem in front of you that I sent to you: The whole world knows that people’s hair is full of frost, and there are no chrysanthemums planted during the Double Ninth Festival.) I own Ouyang, Zhao, and Chen, so how can I say that the Master is too circuitous? Recently I saw three more willow trees, sharing a warm meal with rugs. The wine and food are sour, thin, red and pink, only the Yingshui is clear and juicy. Once the loneliness and wind and rain dissipate, who will remember the moon and me in the shadow? (In the county, Ouyang Shubi, Zhao Jingkuang, and Chen Lu often visited each other. When Jingwen came back, Liu Jiezhi also saw him in a few days. The number of guests was unprecedented. However, in a few days, Shubi, Jingwen, and All warnings are gone.) When will I return to sail and rebuke the river? The spring wine will turn into Gantang Lake. (Jing Wen lives in Jiujiang, near Gantang Lake.)

230. "Ci Yun and Bachelor Chao Wujiu greet each other"

The young man only knows Chao Xincheng, but behind closed doors he sweeps the scrolls. There is a chat room in the chest, but the Qin army is sitting there and guarding it. If you have a son, you will not set up a cone for planning, and you will forget the cold and hunger. Duan is like Taishi's ox [horse] running away, Yan Xu dare not even rip his cap off. Pei Hui didn't treat him with suspicion. He knew that you had family rules in vain. I went to Yingzhou to avoid people and chat, and I really enjoyed Huaihai with me. Qiu Chi Qian Renyan in the dream. Then he wanted to take me Qingxiayi. I must also return my family and my wife's plan. My original return path leads to the southwest. The old man drank with no one to help him, and watched the red medicine pour out in vain. Every time I go to Pingshan, I remember the drunkard. I know that you will miss me someday. Children meet each other with laughter on the roadside, singing together and everything turns to be empty. Thanks to the romantic and virtuous people, I can still bear the spring breeze that rolls ten miles away.

231. "East New Bridge"

A group of whales pass through the iron cable, carrying neon across the sky. The first one swings over the snowy river, and the last one plunges into the collapsed cloud stream. Machine teeth let the letter shrink. Ebbs and flows with highs and lows. The windlass rolls up the giant rope, and the green dragon hangs on the long embankment. When running on a boat, avoid violent contact; when leaving the raft, avoid collision and crowding. What is the meaning of a bridge? It spreads joyfully to the east and west. The elders are ignorant, but they laugh and strive to climb the ranks. Fish and dragons also fled in fright, and thunder and hail produced [horse] hooves. Sorry, this disease has been involved for a long time, and the public and private difficulties have been left behind. Traitors take this risk and appear like hawks. It's like selling a lost ship's pot, like going up the stairs. I don’t know how many people have died in the past hundred years. Little did he know that on the waves, it was as peaceful as the hall and the boudoir. There is no morning and night travels, no support for drunks and sick people. Let you drink my words and cut the cowless chicken wonderfully. Not to mention that the two sons are tired and sigh that I donated my waist and rhinoceros. (Two men built the bridge, and I tried to help with the rhinoceros belt.) I am also a longevity envoy, and I will listen to your words and help you. It should always be repaired before it is broken, and do not let it bite the navel later.

232. "Xixin Bridge"

In the past, the bridge had thousands of pillars, and the lake was like a broken neon. Fuliang sinks into puddles, and broken boards follow the stream. Smiling to see if the far shore is gone, I sit down and feel lonely in the city. Because of the gap between agriculture and rural areas, we walked a little further into Baibu Embankment. There are no strong plants in Yanzhou, and the water is pushing lightly. Who is here for thousands of years, Tiezhu Luofuxi. Unique rock salt wood, termites dare not enter. It's like cutting out a copper hump, like cutting out an iron horse's hooves. The rocks are like whip stones, and the mountains and rivers are not like Kuaiji. Sorry, I've been using my pen for a long time, but I can't write on paper. Xiao Ran doesn't have a ruler and wants to construct a flying ladder. A hundred feet of mud fell upon a hundred feet of mud. (Under the stone slats of the bridge pillars, there are solid wood, and the rest of the raft is buried in the mud, which is called the top pile.) The treasure money came out of the golden boudoir. (Ziyou's wife, Shi, entered the house in a short time and was given thousands of gold coins to help.) The elders and elders gathered together for joy, and there was no time to carry the baskets and pots. After three days of drinking, he killed all the West Village chickens. It seems that a hundred years ago, there was a rhinoceros in the sea and near the lake. (Fenghu Lake was formerly known as Crocodile Lake, and there were sharks and crocodiles on the cover.) But the valley of the mausoleum has changed, and terrestris grows in the dry areas. Don’t forget this day later, wading through the navel in winter.

233. "You Lao Chu"

In the northeast corner of my wall, there is the old valley of Zhang Wangwei. The first oak tree is big, and the leaves are mulberry and fertile. [Horse]'s breasts are swollen, and her bayberry is ripe. Hu is looking for land, but he has no wood to support it. Climb it to get public salary, and use it to plant pines and chrysanthemums. Jingyan asked for its use, and he got five or six. The skin is Cai Houzhi, and the son is recorded in Tongjun. Huang Zhen is trained to become a prime material, and the tan face is made into jade. Sprinkle the fungus into it, and the remaining light will spit out candles. Although there is no proud frost festival, I am lucky enough to avoid being poisoned by madness. The solitary root is weak, and the physiology is weak. Throwing an ax is a poem, and virtue and resentment are redeemed by each other.

234. "A Gift from Changshan to Liu Ban"

When Liu Hou was young, his horse was carrying instant noodles. The goose with the bow will fall by itself, without waiting for the white feather to penetrate.

235. "Seeing the Moon from the Cow's Mouth"

I have fallen asleep in silence with the window closed, the moon's feet hang down with a lonely light. I put on my clothes and looked around, and the dew fell on my clothes. The mountains and rivers are of the same color, as vast as wading into the wilderness. Feeling restless and sleepless, I look around alone and wandering. Suddenly I recall that in the Bingshen year, it rained heavily in Beijing. There was a night battle in the Cai River, crossing the south of the country. The chariots and horses were no longer seen, and they were all fighting against each other. The new autumn has suddenly cleared up, and there is still vast ocean in Jiumo.The night market in Longjin is also brightly lit. The new moon is as bright as day, and the sparse stars cast a cold glow. I don’t know that the noise in Jingguo is called Jianghu Township. Today I came to Niukouzhu and saw the desolate moonlight. But I miss my old travel destination, full of yellow sand and dust.

236. "Yong'an Palace? Today's Yong'an Gate is the ruins of the palace?"

The mausoleums and valleys have changed over the ages, but the Forbidden City has survived. I wandered around and asked the elders, but the only one I found was Yongan Gate. There are many tourists from Chu and Shu, and the carriages and horses are noisy at night. If you don't see Chonglou, who knows how respected it was in the past. I beg you, the late Lord of Shu, for defeating this dead soul. The only thing that should be done is to righteously die, so that the public can be burned.

237. "Yang Qi of Western Shu was very poor twenty years ago, but now he is also poor."

Those who heard the weeping in the post house were very complaining and asked, "Is it because I was rich in the past and now poor? Is this why I wrote a poem and presented it to Yang Jun?" One title was given to Yang Qi, and the current title is used as a guide. The lonely village is gradually experiencing the coolness of autumn with the gentle rain. Traveling against the road is worrying about people complaining about the long nights. Sleepless, we look at each other but look at the [horse], weep sadly, one composes a tragic song, and the others answer each other coldly. The cold weather stagnates the crops, and the sky is still leaning against the wall at the end of the year. I urge you to have a cup of tea and go back to sleep. There is a vast sea of ​​wealth and poverty in the world.

238. "Thank you Cao Zifang for Hui Xincha? Is this poem written by Liu Fenxun?"

Chen Zhiwenhua fights against the stone, and Jinggong's poems are praised again. Even if you are not allowed to have the title of dragon on your forehead, why should you have a [horse] cao if you are a high-ranking official? The word "kedou" has been hidden in the capsule for a long time. The mountains and rivers of Nanzhou can help me, and my eloquence is better than Guangsao.

239. "A gift to Zhong Mianzi? Is this poem written by Huang Tingjian?"

Nanpu was facing each other in the dusk in rain, and Jingzhou was full of snow and we were happy to see each other again. Having a son with talent is like an unruly [horse], knowing that your heart is like a withered pine tree. Reading books leisurely should be more interesting, and being around others makes you want to be more careless. When I look at the pen and inkstone in Qingxuan, a cup of wine will make my face more beautiful.

240. "What do you think of Tainan when talking about martial arts? Is this poem written by Huang Tingjian?"

In the cold weather in September in the mountain city, Tainan Road in Jiangwu was bent over. The boy was riding a horse in the rain, and the village boy was leaning against the wall to watch. The crows are crows, the autumn wind is blowing, the egrets are standing, the fishing boats are drying up at night. The flowers seem to be worth giving as gifts last year, and the flower arranger has shed his tears.

241. "Three Songs for Listening to the Zheng in the Wenshan Hall of Ciyunjing"

Suddenly I recalled Han Gong's two wonderful ladies, and the pipa and zheng rhyme was lost. It's better than Jiang Zuo's crazy luck, and it's like fighting in the east with hundreds of grasses and whiskers. [Horse] mounts the huqin and plugs the shu. There is no one behind Zheng Zhongcheng. The poem becomes a painting, the candle floats with golden embers, and the eight-foot-long hero wants to burn his beard. Di flowers and maple leaves recall Qin Shu, and the strings are so thin that they are almost gone. Don't pick on drunkards with Hu Qin, look back at the frost halberd and Chu Gong's beard.

242. "Three Songs for Listening to Zheng in Wenshan Hall of Ciyunjing"

[Horse] Get on the fiddle and plug it into the Shu, there is no one after Zheng Zhongcheng. The poem is like a birch candle floating with golden embers, and the eight-foot-long hero wants to burn his beard.

243. "Four poems of Ci Yunzi sent by the envoy Khitan to Zhuozhou"

Hu Yang had to sleep peacefully on behalf of [Ma], and spent a whole day in the south of poverty. I also saw Ziqing holding Han Jie, and I saw the old man weeping in front of the mountain in the distance.

244. "Guo Lun"

The fierce warriors in Hexi are unknown. At sunset, Jinting passed the boat. Passers-by may think that the horse is thin, but they don’t know that the iron pole is as big as a rafter. Because it is said that there will be no war in the West for a long time, I am willing to be the first to fight. I should rely on Shi and my eyes to watch your flying arrows gather on the carpet.

245. "Three poems are presented in the same row upstairs at the Shangyuan Drinking Room"

The old and sick travel through thousands of [horses], and the people of Jiuqu are dispersed one after another. When I came back, there was a broken lamp, and there was still a message to send my dear gentleman.

246. "Traveling to Fahua Mountain with the Hu Ci Tribe"

When Pi Lake is about to end and the mountain is the boundary, Hanquanluo Gaopai can be seen. The Taoist has not released the spring out of the mountain, but the empty hall has winding and clear water. Even though you are old and still playing tricks, the green boats and red boats are dancing vigorously. With a smile, the cup of water splashed onto her skirt, and Yu Huan washed her feet and made waves. The long pine supports the sky dragon to stand up, the green vines fall and the valley clouds collapse. It's strange to look up and see through the dense sky. Who said that there are forty-eight thousand hectares, and the vast east is covered by the sun. On the way home for ten miles, the wind was filled with lotus flowers, and I heard a cappella song and heard the dew and sage leaves. Alas, I am a young man, Mu Zhenyin, who has white hair and a blue shirt. Suddenly I met a good scholar and a famous mountain, and it was so different from the dead poplars and [horses] scabies. You are like a luan and a crane that occasionally floats and falls; six feathers are like clouds, how can they be long? If you don't write down the new sentences here and there, you may be in debt to the mountains.

247. "Ci Yun Yang Bao Early Spring"

The poor alleys are desolate and the suffering is not peaceful, but the courtyard of the king's family is full of spring. Don't hesitate to ride on the thin [horse] through the snow, and come to listen to the beauty secretly tramping on the sand. To break the hatred, you need to worry about Qujiang. Who will blame Xi'e again when you grow older? Good times and happy things are difficult to combine in ancient times. With white hair and blue shirt, I also sing. Chatting about growing vegetables in the drizzle suburban garden, Leng Guan's family can be opened. I have been in court for three days and my kindness is great. I don’t know where I am when I sleep.

248. "Thanks to Renjian and the First Two Poems"

has divided the wine glass to bully the weak, and dares to challenge the poems and rhythms. The sentence "fishing coir" is good and must be painted, and the catkins are talented but not salty. The defeated shoes still have the feet of Dongguo, and the flying flowers are dancing on the eaves of immortals.The career of a scholar is really ridiculous, and the tip of his pen fades even though it's cold. The wind and teeth of Jiumo are fighting, and the silver cup is chasing the [horse] and the car. I also know that if I don't make a strong jade, I can't help but bloom flowers instantly. When you get wine, you will be happy and sad. Whose house will you be lying in bed behind closed doors? You must love the warm sun in front of the stage, but the cold fish under the ice are gradually forkable.

249. "I heard that Qiao Taibo exchanged for Zuozang and knew Qinzhou, and he used poems to invite people to drink"

This year, the general died, and the poems are clear in dreams and believe in God. [Horse] It’s a fine thing to wrap a corpse in leather, but it’s even more important to have a tiger’s head eat meat. The cold clouds pressed against the yellow grass miasma, and the feather fans waved their white kudzu towels sideways. After drinking heavily for a few days now, the moonlight in Xixuan is new at night.

250. "The Picture of the Horses and Horses in the Book of Han Qian"

Under the Nanshan Mountain, between the Wei and Wei Rivers, I want to see the Kaiyuan Tianbao Year. Eight squares are divided into Qinchuan and Qinchuan, with 400,000 horses like clouds and smoke.铓駓骃骊骝騵, white fish, red rabbit, emperor AA9. The dragon's head and phoenix's neck are ferocious and graceful, and their postures are graceful and virtuous. With green eyes and a beard, her hands and feet are fresh. When she is old, she cuts and brushes for the emperor's leisure. Three thousand people are waiting in their robes by the pond, their red makeup illuminates the sun and flows into the abyss. The jade dragon downstairs is vomiting cold air, and it is turbulent to walk back and forth. All the workers licked the pen and Zhu Qian, Mr. Cao Ba's disciple Han. The stable [horse] is fleshy and round, and it is particularly difficult to draw bones in the flesh to praise it. The saddle is embroidered with golden restraints and jade. The whip will burn the whole world, but it is not so close to nature. The flat sand is fine, the grass is green and the awns are green, and the rabbits are vying for the first place. Wang Liang flew to the sky with his plan, why should he bow his head and serve the short shaft?

251. "Hezi traveled with Yan Changdao to build a pavilion and plant willow trees in Hongxiangdi."

During the daytime, he sat in the Yamen without a warm seat. When he came back, he closed the pavilion and spent the whole day leisurely. When I heard the guest lying down, I fell down to greet him, my eyes were covered with sleep. Surabaya is within walking distance to the east of the city, and the road turns white with floods and rivers. An De's green-silk horse rides on the ripples under the willow shade. Standing three feet high, between the two hooves, the mane is vibrating and making a long cry. The young man's excitement has faded for a long time, but he recalls Jialing and walked around Jianguan. The carriages on the Jianguan Avenue are on square tracks. How can it be difficult for you to return home if you don't go? Old friends in the mountains should laugh, when will they return to building houses and planting willows?

252. "Dragon Boat Festival Tour is really like Chi Shiyuan, Ziyou is at the wine shop"

One day I said goodbye to Ziyou, but I counted seven Dragon Boat Festivals. The body is tied with colorful silk, and the heart is suffering from Changsha. This year the [horse] is coming, and the festive nights are numbered. The children are happy to welcome me, and they are equipped with standard clothes and chicken millet. The water cake is nostalgic, but the rice bowl is still sympathetic to Chu. He said that he must be drunk and speak Xichuan dialect quickly. I would rather know that I am an official, a person who is troubled and trapped. He went out alone with his three sons to visit Zen ancestors in ancient temples. Gao Tan Fu Liang Luo, (Liang, Luo, Chi, Shi nickname). The rhythm of poetry reaches Ahu. When he came back, he made fun of him to console him for the long discord.

253. "A Gift from Hotan Zhongxuan"

The white-haired Jiangnan Drunk Commander [horse] calls Brother Yin again when he is relieved. The cold wave should not be unfaithful, and the travelers are affectionate with each other. He was not allowed to bow his head and worship Dongye, but only said that we would drink together to win the honor. The good poetry and the bad rhyme are so harmonious, and the candles should be carved and the wine should be placed.

254. "Leaving Farewell Taoist Gongchen"

The black moon is in the turbid water, so it is never unclear. The fields are full of thorns, and pears and jujubes grow without any hesitation. When did you turn against my truth? The years have passed. I have met foreign scholars many times, and I knew early on that I had a weak connection with the common people. Geng Santuo chickens and swans, but refused to transform into Nanrong. I got to know this Taoist master late in life, and it seemed that he had a long-standing relationship with him. He smiled and pointed at the cloud in the north mountain, saying, "I won't return to farming." Immortal Han Yin [horse], walking in plain clothes. If you don't see each other so close, you will know each other's names. I would like to go with my bare hands and control the whales across the river alone.

255. "Ci Yun Qian Mu's father will send two poems to Uncle Jiang Ying immediately"

Yuguan does not need a ball of mud, it has its own Great Wall of birds and mice. I went to look for some earthly things with my old friends, and sent the cured rice grains and red yeast rice to the camel's hoof. Buy more yellow seals to wash mud, so that you come from Longshanxi. A talented rabbit is envied by everyone and eager to track down its old hooves.

256. "The Two Horses of Han Qian"

Old Xianbei with red beard and blue eyes, he is good at riding alone. The ocher, white and purple horses are all peerless, and the [Horse] Zhongyue Zhan has a beautiful appearance.

257. "Reunited with Xu Chaofeng using Qianyun"

Gaomen Yuan Dynasty was old, and travelers traveled late. Qing Jue heard the poetry and dredged the flow of law. There is a mantle and mantle passed down from family to family, and the prison is over for all the spring and autumn. Encountering the chariot [horse], Xie Tiaozhou is in search of beauty. Looking at the country in desolation, I found Ju Zhongxuan Tower. I hate Fu and throw myself into the Xiang River, but I sing tragic songs to worship Liuzhou. How can it be like a five-character rule, which is related to a bottle. I made an appointment to go outside the dust. When I returned, the moon was full on the boat.

258. "Looking at the Mountains on the River"

Looking at the mountains from the boat is like running [horse], and hundreds of groups suddenly pass by. The trees in the front mountains suddenly become abnormal, and the mountains behind are chaotic and chaotic. Looking up, the micropath winds diagonally, and there are pedestrians walking on it. In the boat, I raised my hand to speak, and the solitary sail sailed south like a flying bird.

259. "Send He Shen Liao Jian? One work: Send He Shen Liao Jian from Pengmen to Huaishang to see you"

On the south side of Huanglou in the [Ma] Tai Palace, the clouds and moons are shining in the sky. I want to wash pens and inkstones together, and I want to pass the flowing water into the silk tung trees.Follow the waiter to find the West Valley, and don't imitate the mountain monk Lao Zhurong. When I borrow you from the West Lake, I will have a cup of soup cake with oil and scallions.

260. "Ci Yun Qian Mu's father immediately sent two poems to Uncle Jiang Ying"

I bought more yellow seals to wash the mud, so that you come from Longshanxi. A talented rabbit is envied by everyone and eager to track down its old hooves.

261. "Five Rhymes of Six Characters with Chief He"

The green mountains are naturally stunning, and no one can compare with them. Talking about Xiangshi Chao Gongzi, what a special [horse] ear is the east wind.

262. "The River Restored"

You don't see it. Between Yuanguang and Yuanfeng of the Western Han Dynasty, the river broke through the gourd for twenty years. The huge fields are full of Huaihe River in the east, and the people of Chu eat wild food from the Yellow River. Wanlisha returns to Zen. The Yue witch Chen Bai [horse] was first sent. The Lord of the River never promised that the manpower would be poor, and the salary would go down to the river. My king is as virtuous as Yao of Tang Dynasty, and the river god is proud of his position among hundreds of gods. The emperor sent the wind master to restrain him, and he set off from Chanzhou Bridge at night in Beiliu. The east wind blows and freezes, and the Qiyuan bamboo is not used for magic. The people of Chu planted wheat all over the river silt, and looked up at the floating chasms and ancient trees.

263. "Thank you for seeing me and the two poems in the first part"

The wind and teeth of Jiumo are fighting, and the silver cup chases the [horse] and the car. I also know that if I don't make a strong jade, I can't help but bloom flowers instantly. When you get wine, you will be happy and sad. Whose house will you be lying in bed behind closed doors? You must love the warm sun in front of the stage, but the cold fish under the ice are gradually forkable.

264. "Yuan Xiucai"

Bimeijun's dishes are green and velvety. The pods are round and small, and the sophora buds are thin and abundant. The seeds are planted after the autumn rain, and the beauty is cultivated in the frost. They are about to bloom but have no calyx, just like caterpillars. It's a girl in a green skirt at that time, how hasty to pick. When the sun returns to Xiang, the fragrance and color become more and more beautiful. Order some wine and add salted black bean paste, orange juice, ginger and green onion. How about chickens and dolphins, but I am afraid that the chopsticks will be empty. Spring has ended, the seedlings and leaves are old, and the plowing has turned over the misty and rainy bushes. Moisturizes with sweetness and warms into green mud. Always bear no responsibility to myself, and have the same strength as dung soil. I always forget my home, and Chuyin becomes a child. This thing is uniquely charming and will remain on your breasts all year round. When you return to your son, do not send a letter to him if the bag is full. Zhang Qian moved alfalfa, which is suitable for use as sunflower root. [Horse] Aided by coix, Luosheng and other artemisia. At the foot of the east slope of Xuanzhi, there are thousands of bells. The chief envoy Qi Anmin pointed out that there were two men.

265. "On the 18th day of the first lunar month, there was snow on the Caizhou Road, and the second son was Yun Er Yun."

Lead paste dyed the mustache, and the roots of frost and snow were exposed. It's better to sit with your eyes closed and spend the night alone in Dan Mansion. Who knows that in the midst of sorrow, Yixuan can be found in a square inch. The heavy snow is pressing down on the house, and I am not a son or daughter. I have learned to rest on my heels all my life, and feel the heat in my stirrups while sitting. I got off my horse and wrote poems about snow, and the ground was covered with whip marks. Standing and looking at the wilderness, the sad song is Li Yuan. When Dao meets a hunter, he points to a fox and a rabbit running from a distance. The traces can still be traced, but the caves cannot be uncovered. Send thanks to Prime Minister Li, I will return to Qiuyuan.

266. "Ci rhyme Zhang Andao reads Du's poems"

At the beginning, the elegance was weak, but the tyranny was trapped in the tyranny. Zhang wrote poems for Ci Ke and became Chu Chensao. It is turning more and more collapsed, and it is full of beauty and beauty. The earth is biased and produces strange things, and the source is chaotic and wild. Fendai is obsessed with true color, and fish and shrimp are easy to catch. Unexpectedly, Du Lingjie was as famous as the banished immortal. Sweeping the ground to collect thousands of rails, competing for bids to see two ships. The poet was poor, but God sent him to run away. The dark man killed the deer in the dust, and the emperor turned over and killed the Ao. Thinking of Li Mu in times of hardship and danger, I thanked the king for his praise. Frustrated people are thousands of miles away, and their lamentations are heard in Jiugao. Riding a whale to escape the sea, riding a tiger to get a silk robe. A giant pen is used to slay dragons, and a small official is like [horse] Cao. Ignorance has no career, and I wander around drunk for the rest of my life. There are rituals and punishments for bamboo slips, and children are hard at carving seals. Who is in charge of writing now? Gonghe is in charge of Jingyao. Opening the book and reminiscing about each other from afar, there are two close friends. Like a pound of water, I think of the poor quality, and Kun transforms into a humble AA2 hao. There are no good words for hating me, and I will suffer from white mash every time. Carefully manage the yellow chrysanthemums, but not send away the basil.

267. "Ciyun Reply Chapter Preaching and Seeing Gifts"

The heaven, earth and universe coexist, and can be read together in ancient and modern times. If you look at the bottom, you will see the height. If there is no front, which one is behind? An expert can use a powerful crossbow, but it is difficult to reach the target once he relaxes. The corporal is wearing a monkey crown, and it is still jumping. If you want to push the horse through the gap, sit down and wait for the stone to slip through. You look at the emperors of the Han and Tang Dynasties, the palace is sad and beautiful. And what's more, this mere district is so different from a drunken rich man. You are not supported by the emperor, and you look down at the dazzling golden music. The skull has more happiness, but it doesn't benefit from the south. Sorry, I used to be a young man, but I didn't feel guilty about being poor. If you go out to seek official positions, you may find yourself in trouble. [Horse] Rong is dependent on Liang, and Ban Gu is also involved in Dou. Wouldn't it be undesirable to have a good look? If you are stubborn, thank you for your engraving. I heard the elders say that it is not about longevity. Be careful not to wipe your saliva on your face, and bow down when you come out of your crotch. He turned out to be lazy and useless, and he dared to repeat his teeth and act boldly. The child is like a pearl shining on the sea, the mesh is sparse and leaky. His talent is short of immediate use, his skills are short-sleeved. Sitting at the command of the country, we met by chance when we were old. My faith has been declining for a long time, and the book is no longer ten years old. There are many birds in front of the door, and they knock frequently when they are feeling annoyed. I would like to sing songs and wear clothes, and Zi Can will give them back to me.

268. "Two poems by my younger brother after traveling to Fuyunling Mountain to catch locusts, tired and pregnant with a child"

The smoke coming from the west fills the emptiness, and the rain spreads all over Akita. In the new era of Qingping, there is such a thing. When you are old, you will be poor. No one can complain about the meat in a bird's mouth, and it is difficult to send a letter with a dog to remember my brother. Self-smiling and pedantic are all like this, and they are just like locusts who want to deal with them. The frosty wind is approaching the Double Ninth Festival, and the wild chrysanthemums by the stream are shining brightly. After a long journey in the abandoned mountains, I am still tired and tired, but I can still dance drunkenly in the village and soak in the waves. Sleeping alone in the forest has a good dream, but looking back on the world, there are many sorrows. Killing the horse, destroying the chariot, and passing away, where did the son come from to ask about the hiding place?

269. "Traveling to Lushan Ciyunzhang Preaching"

The dusty appearance is like a horse in a chariot, and the wildness is like that of a harpooning fish. Going in and out of the rocky mountains thousands of feet away, competing for strength. Although there are no graceful horses driving the front, there are also eagles and barbarians behind the carriage. Don't laugh and recite poems to lighten your life, instead order Amai to be your king.

270. "Catching Locusts with Mr. Zhao and Seeing the Second Rhyme"

The people with wheat ears grow long, but the crops, seedlings and cattle are gone. What does God mean? He can't bear to cause locusts to appear. With the orders and regulations driven away, the farming affairs can be neglected. My servant is calloused, and my [horse] is also calloused. The soaring sky gradually became less cloudy, and the strength of the body was exhausted. If I don’t have hundreds of poems, how can I wake up from sleep? At first it was like a sparse river and a river, but gradually it was like a river with a clear river. I go back and forth to serve the ten officials, and I can't rest without taking off my wrists. He has been arrogant and mediocre all his life, and he laughs at Wei Bo when he is familiar with it. If you love the king, you will be free and easy, and the poetry world will be dedicated to cutting him down. When the people's illness is over, officials cannot overstep their duties. Be careful not to pay attention to worldly affairs, and be aggressive with empty books.

271. "Four Poems by Ci Yun Da Bang Zhizi"

The book turns the dream and soul upside down, knowing that I am sparse and careless and willing to see the original. When I am idle, I am a monk behind closed doors and my house is cold. When I am ill, I hear the noise of the sea waves blowing on my pillow. I forget to share a glass of wine with everyone, causing me to fall asleep and turn over the documents. If I want to spout arrogant words, my beak is three feet wide, but I have to swallow it for fear of your anger. (Bangzhi has often used this as a warning.) The short Li in the south of the city is easy to socialize with, and the Jiju is always free to sing wildly. The Lord protects the people and the ruler is wise. I am happy that God knows my destiny and I have no worries. Drunk and dancing wonderfully all night long, leisurely composing clear poems to bid farewell to autumn. Your natural and unrestrained appearance makes you distinguished from ordinary people. You can let me hold my beard in front of the bottle. (There are many dancers in Bangzhi's home.) My brother is very lonely when he comes from the east, so my old friend stayed here to drink to comfort himself from the cold. A new path is opened in the corner of the deserted city, and the old beach is lost when the rain enters the river and floods it. The traces of chariots and horses are not swept away, and the words "reciprocating" for singing and entertainment should be diffuse. I would like to revise this poem by you and wait for it to be read by Jiangnan Zibu. Although you have stayed here so late for me, I am already worried about the desolation after farewell. If you don't see me, you will feel like you are thousands of miles away. If you retreat, you will travel for ten years. I hate that there is no house in the first district of Yangzi, and I sleep lazily in the Yuanlong Hundred-foot Building. When I heard that the quails were all over the pavilion, I couldn't catch the sand gulls in the net.

272. "Songs of Eyebrow Stone Inkstones Presented to Hu Bin"

Don't you see the Chengdu painter has opened ten eyebrows, but the clouds are full of novelty every month. Tourists pointed out the small frown area, where there was a Yuyang Hu [horse] neighing. I don't see Wang Sun's blue and green Suo horizontal double green, broken heart floating in the sky and the distant mountains. The life of a scholar does not matter, he spends a lot of money to quench his thirst. You come to mourn the chaos and worry about God, and banish you to the king's family to write in the inkstone. The charming appearance of the small window makes your dream come true. The Vaya layman talks about the empty place, and the habit has become empty. Trying to teach the goddess is like grinding lead, and a thousand verses are translated without a single word.

273. "Gift to Pan Gu"

Pan Lang walked on the river in spring, and the white pearl shocked the people in the city. Nazhiwang worshiped under the horse's hooves, with a handful of mud and dust in his chest. It's like ink pan breaking through brown, or emerald green cake knocking on Xuan Hut. The cloth is dark and the hands are like turtles, which does not harm the curling stone to store the autumn moon. The world values ​​​​their ears and ignores the beauty. At present, only Zhang Li competes for beauty. Once I went into the sea to look for Li Bai, I could only see the painting fairy in the world.

274. "Ci Yun Zhou Yi"

I want to move south to raise my field, and the three paths have just begun to become a lot of fun. Don't you think that going to the market in your dying years is like a tired horse afraid of the mausoleum slopes. Xianjun, the same person, has a strong heart, but laughs at me for being bored and my temples are already white. When I look for old treasures in the West Lake, there is light smoke and drizzle, and the fishing coops are dark.

275. "The Taoist Courtyard Pond"

[Horse] When a good guest comes, he brings a pot to the small pond. The breeze ruffles the lotus leaves, and the drizzle brings out fish. A good well can ice your teeth, but the tea will not taste sweet to your eyebrows. The journey home is even more bleak, which is really a solution to the poem.

276. "The Two Wonders of Playing Zhou Zhengru"

It is unknown whether the three men with broken arms will be Qian Yi visiting Quan Qi. I advise you to indulge in your own business, and your heart will break with the willow branches in your boudoir. There is a new jade-nosed statue in the Tian stable, and it is natural for old friends to share their feelings with each other. Although Xiangru is old, he is still talented, and he should be replaced by [horse] for another life.

277. "Using preface rhyme to compose a snow poem to retain the scenery"

Thousands of pine ridges are covered with yellow leaves, carrying wine and walking on the pine and snow year after year. Whoever comes back after Liu Lang is gone, there will be people under the flowers who are heartbroken. Dong Zhai sits at night searching for snow sentences, his hands are covered with frost and must be broken. How could he be ruthless and afraid of ridicule? He would enter the house through the curtain and blow out the lamp. The children are all fighting over each other, and the whale is still growing in the blue sea. When the morning comes, Yunhan connects with the flow of heaven, and my little poem is like a dab of valerian. Ouyang Zhaochen was outdoors, hurriedly sweeping the atrium and spreading sawdust.Although friendships are as strong as snow and cypresses, the style of gathering and separation is as beautiful as a glance. The clear light melted into a foot of mud, and there is no telling what happened. The muddy road is safe for you to go, don't rely on the [horse's] hoofs like iron bars.

278. "I wrote a poem about Jiuhua in a pot in the past. In the next eight years, when I returned to Hukou, the stone was gone."

The riverside formation [horse] walked through thousands of peaks, and only after asking for information did I know that the sky in the north of Hebei Province was empty. The beautiful thing has died with Qing Meng, Liu Meng was able to create a beautiful thing with nine flowers. ?The true shape is still in the drawing. ?Daozang has

279. "Ciyun Qian Mufu also returned to Zhang Tianjue Xing County Poetry Volume"

The king is like a horse in the sky, a jade flower Cong, thousands of miles away, no merit is counted. There is no room for throwing the blade, and it is a natural practice to carry weight without stopping. How can I stay out of the list for ten days and find myself in thousands of jokes? I'm afraid that while I'm still here studying Zen, Zhuo Zhui will still be as poor as he was last year.

280. "The Story of Crossing the Ridge to Send a Son"

contributes articles and offers advice and talks a lot, and one is willing to die loyally even if one can avenge an injustice. A piece of red heart, the sun is falling, and there are several lines of clear tears in Yunnan. The glory returns to you and you wear Jiarui, and you live in solitude in Wanlan due to miasma. From now on, the west wind and plum blossoms are declining, but it is unclear who to welcome [horse].

281. "Slogan for the Sentence at the Cold Food Banquet"

Good times are easy to lose, and it is difficult to combine the four. When old friends meet, they are drunk five buckets wide. The feeling of separation and separation in middle age occurs during the period of cold food and Qingming Festival. The time will never come again, and the wise will enjoy it. Gong Wei is a bachelor of punishment. His talents are given by nature, and his studies serve as teachers for others. The cause exists for the people, and the article covers other things. Wangzhi has tried Feng Yi, and Wengzi has temporarily returned to Kuaiji. The magistrate's bachelor can make good connections with neighboring countries and establish diplomatic ties with the prefecture. A covenant that is irreversible means that righteousness is equal to the family relationship; a word that is not shy means that one is diligent in being loyal to the landlord. There is no seven-character poem to talk about the good relationship between the two kings. If you want to make it happen at a different time, spread it as a grand event. There are painted drums and spring thunder in the clouds, and thousands of horses are playing on the horse platform. Halfway through the journey, he encountered a mountain and was drunk. Thousands of people were vying to see the banished immortal coming. Huaixi's Ministry of Finance is particularly majestic, and Huairen's head returns. I still remember last year as a guest, and I lingered even more after I folded the flowers and came to the water.

282. "He Gong Bridge"

Between the sky and the earth, there is a lot of water. People come and go like pears in a river. Walking along the water, the clouds are flying and the birds are flying. The benefits of maintaining water are only a few thousand miles away. Wade in the turbulent current and stop when it reaches your knees. The harm of Wei Shui is so close and thousands of miles away. He started to wander, and the frog jumped and swam. Overflowing and embracing the mountains, Zai Yu was worried. How could there not be a single tree that could support this great evil? Dancing in the whirlpool, breaking ice and breaking thunder. Sitting in this country, it is divided into two states. When chickens and dogs hear each other, there is no way to save Hu Yue. He is generous and brave, and he is very brave and benevolent. Starting from the stone beam, it was difficult and diligent. It will be repeated again and again, and it will be even more difficult. The public spirit is as strong as iron, not as solid as stone. The public should take the lead, and the people should please the envoys. An old man carrying a stone is like carrying his own son. The sparse one is a jade rainbow, and the hidden one is a golden embankment. There are straight bars and horizontal sills, where hundreds of businessmen live. I came and went out together with you. He filled the road with sneers and hugged the horse's feet. I sigh and regard this as eloquent. If you haven't seen a strong person, who is this bridge? I wish you a thousand years old and a long life with Qiao. Come back with integrity to comfort your parents. For example, Zhu Zhongqing lived in Tongxiang. I write inscribed poems, and my descendants will never forget them.

283. "He Dai Qi"

The rain has passed through the suburbs and the plains have been renewed, and the carriages and horses are dust-free. In ancient times, cold food was popular all over the world. In ancient times, there were two people who visited Qingxiao Temple. I don’t ask about the new calendar in Qianqiu, but I feel the same way about Yu Chun. Next year, I will return it to the pear blossom and meet all the wise people and neighbors.

284. "Henandu Master Zhao Shao"

I have forgotten my wealth and fame, and I hope that I will be as beautiful as I am and that I will be able to live in Xiang. Returning home is as proud as Meng Zhuangzi, making decisions loyal to Huo Guang of the Han Dynasty. The long-distance visits and family ties deepened, and we enjoyed long discussions about poetry and wine. The carriages and horses rest in the garden pavilion day after day, but I regret that they have been stranded in the temple for many years.

285. "He Tao Repays Liu Chaisang"

Sweet potatoes and purple buds are placed far away around the wall. Let the orchids bloom in the spring, and don’t compete with the frost and chrysanthemums in the autumn. In the poor winter, the pots are full, and uprightness is better than farming. The white jade on Qi can't be restored. I don't want to travel less.

286. "Liu Wei Palace Garden, retired to Lushan Shibei Temple, Yi, a native of Shaanxi,"

An old Shanxi general who was born in this book, returned to Lao Yanjian without getting tired of fighting. Lying down and hearing the sound of horses in the cloth water, I mistakenly recognized the sound of thousands of [horses] in the wind.

287. "Liu Wei's Palace Garden, he retired to Shibei Temple in Lushan Mountain. Yi, a native of Shaanxi,"

The carved bows are hung on the wall to express his humiliation. Five [Horse] people come to see the tiger shoot, and they don't have to worry about the drunk captain and the general.

288. "The Second Gift of the Miaoshan Master"

The vast clear sky surrounds Gucen, and the return journey is about to come. Try to wear the mango shoes, and the pine torch shines deep into the sky. Even though the commander [horse] can dig out stones, there is still a man who can dig out gold. Forcibly writing about the years left on Cangya, who knows his heart at this time in his years. Recalling the past of the late emperor She Ce Qian, the beaded curtains and green walls divided the two rooms. The envoys in purple clothes passed down the edict, and they knelt down and slowly smelled the fragrance of heaven. Looking up, I feel dizzy and dizzy, but I see hibiscus blooming at dawn.Go out and sit down in the evening to greet the sun. The corridor is illuminated by a crimson gauze jade axe. The savages do not know the angles of the sun and the moon, as if they still remember the light of their eyes. It's a dream to come back after three years. The pines and junipers on the bridge and mountains are miserable and windy. Who dares to paint the sky's jade color? The teacher's book is closed in the ancient temple. In the dream, I had gained something from the divine teaching, but I felt that I had forgotten the letter and handwriting. The scarf is often worn without moving, and the lonely minister bursts into tears at the door. The elders sit on the throne with eyebrows and eyebrows, and the tiger ministers stand with crowns and swords. Throughout his life, he was accustomed to writing about dragons and phoenixes, and he was willing to take care of apes and deer among the grass. Everyone has broken through the iron gate, and the gold and white jade are piled up in the sky. You came to copy it and came to me, saying that I was the late Emperor Baifalang. There is no need to look in the mirror and sit down. Next year I will beg my body and return to my hometown.

289., Pu Fu's poem with fourteen rhymes, "Jin"

Looking up at the sun in the mountains, there is no cloud in the sky in Chang'an. Returning to Chang'an and looking up the mountain, things have changed. The orchestra has gone and the guests have dispersed, only Ma Qi is weaving a golden spring. Wowa is thousands of miles away, and it needs to be full of wind and snow to light up the mountains and rivers. I lived in a luxurious house eating preserved dates, and for ten years I bowed before the dragon flag. But due to thinness and illness, his bones were abnormal, and the salt truck was in trouble. The romantic literary talent is endless, and the ink and wash compete with poetry. Why paint a mountain without the people in the mountain? Field songs have not known the fields since ancient times. Zheng Qian has two of the three most outstanding kings, and his strokes can save three hundred years. If you want to make the rocks and valleys chaotic and graceful, your eyebrows and peaks will be repaired and you will praise Lianjuan. How can there be a dream of spring in the world? This body will sleep like an old silkworm for three times. You will never be able to stay secluded in the mountains for long. You have to live like a fairy on the plains. If you can make water and stone grow in your eyes, who would be my best friend but you? I hope you will never forget your stay in Ju, and when you are happy, you will write about Prisoner Mountain.

290. "A Gift to Li Siyan, a Mighty Scholar"

The King of Wei's big ladle is filled with five stones, and they will be planted in peace and tranquility. Poor young master, holding ten oxen, what can he gain after three years at sea? Mr. Shao has little responsibility and unruly talent, and he rose from the ranks of the army to Shan Yutai. Tianshan wants to capture it with three arrows. Who is the general in white? I once drank feathers when encountering strange rocks at night. How many halberd branches are there in the play? I swear to return the [horse] body wrapped in leather, and I am willing to learn from the children of the class. Huo Zhi knew how much he had been granted the title of Marquis Wei, but Mr. Laoyi was trapped on the road. Drinking heavily and talking about life again, knotting socks is still worthy of drumming again and again. Thousands of people have abandoned their books and donated their swords to learn, and all the rich men and scholars have lost their jobs. He seems to have no hands in politics when he is on the road, and he is ashamed of being in the world. Nowadays, all he can do is talk, and Yunmeng is filled with doubts. Everything in the world is like nothing, and it is nothing to say to Mr.

291. "There is a pavilion in the small garden of Xinlaofei Tianqingguan in the north and I beg for my name to the Taoist Shanzong."

The spring breeze is about to stir and the north wind is gentle, sending the wild geese home by the Guiyan Pavilion. Guests from Shu travel farthest to the south, and Wushan is cold and snowy. After the boat left, there was a lot of chaos, and when the five [horses] came, the guests were confused. Only Taoists should never forget, holding the qin and silently standing in the slanting light.

292. "Tiger"

It is old news that pearls are born from old clams, but old rabbits are born from dodders. The old rabbit claims to be the thing in the moon. If he doesn't ride a fast [horse], he will ride a toad. The toad crawls on the sand and refuses to walk. He sits with his green shirt and white beard hanging down. Yu Tu's horse is not as fierce as Qu, and he commands the yellow bear to drive the black turtle. There is no need to apply cinnabar and purple musk, and your eyes will be like a fox with a hundred steps. Don't boast about your cleverness as a demon fox. If you don't work hard, you'll be a fool.

293. "Tiegou Xing Presented to Qiao Taibo"

The east slope of the city is like Long He, the wind blows and the sea waves rise again. The sick guards in the city did nothing, and came on horseback to look for water in the iron ditch. The water in the iron ditch is too shallow to be plowed, just like Han and Hou in the past. What's the point of having fish but not having fish? Chatting while chatting with me is full of worries. There are no shops in deserted villages. If you want to talk arrogantly, you have to fight with wine. The setting sun on the top of the mountain is a golden basin on the side, and the white head is scratched upside down. Suddenly I recall that when Xi Jun was young, his fur and horses were light and thin. Arms bowed, waist bowed and arrows drawn down the south mountain, chasing after Changyang to shoot the hunter. When I grow old, I will become haggard with you, and when I get drunk at night, I will not avoid others. The old general will be resurrected next year, but he is not willing to kill Ba Lingwei first.

294. "Send Duan to farm and get a share of the land"

The ancient husband, the envoy to encourage farmers, did not hesitate to wear his spring clothes in the mud. The king's affairs are extensive, and the king is very arrogant. He is a frequent visitor and has two beards. Tianmaju, the magistrate of Dongwu County, Mr. Pangong is not a vulgar scholar. The four sons are drinking together in the wild. There is no such joy in this city. It is easy to carry a pot with a stick by the stream. It is not easy to wear a waistband and a waistband. In Jiaoxi, the disease is old and clumsy, and sitting in an empty space is full of sorrow and ink. How foolish is it for a forty-year-old to not know his head and not to be afraid of others?

295. "Zhao Langzhong went to Ju County for more than a month and returned with a pot left behind, which is still in Yuan Yun"

The owner of the east neighbor did not return from a trip, and he heard the tragic song of the corpse every night. People in front of the door are making noises, and the family is as happy as spring brew. How could the king ever complain about being alone and talented? How could the family members tolerate being slandered and slandered? The older one stumbles across the threshold, while the younger one babbles and embroiders the tent. I will teach you how to dance with my sleeves to control the cold. I also want to sing the urn in the night kitchen. Don't ridicule me when you write poems and send me wine, lest you make me laugh at you when you retreat.

296. "Sima Junshi's Paradise"

Green hills are above the house, and flowing water is under the house. There are five acres of garden in it, with beautiful flowers and bamboos. The fragrance of flowers hits the stick, and the color of bamboo hits the cup.Bottles of wine are enjoyed in the spring, and chess games wax and wane in the summer. Luoyang's ancient toast has an elegant custom. The husband can't get out of his bed, and the crown and cover of Luoshe are all over the place. Although the clouds are happy with everyone, there are those who are happy alone. All talents and virtues are intangible, but I only know what is valuable but I have few. What's the matter with Mr. Gu alone? He can be cultivated by looking at the world. Children recite the truth of the king, and the soldiers know the commander [horse]. With this desire to return home safely, I will never let go of creation. Our reputation is so great that this disease is caused by nature. Mr. Smiling with his palms, he has been mute for many years.

297. "Zhang Tianji, a man who crossed Yunlong Mountain"

The rain has just begun to fall in the suburbs, and the wind is clear and good. The sick guard was also pleased, and he walked with his father to Bai Mendao. There are crickets swallowing in the barren fields, and pears and dates hanging in the village lanes. There are secluded people living below, and the birds are noisy behind closed doors. The west wind is strong and strong, sweeping away the fallen leaves. A lonely boy lies down in the slanting sun, and a sick [horse] leaves autumn grass. There is nothing in the ruins, and the walls can be destroyed at any time. Jun's family has its crown and cover, and silk and bamboo are used to protect neighbors. Escape from the publicity and cleanse yourself morally. He works hard to support the sick, and supports a centenarian. Poems and calligraphy paste kiss the cheeks, and Shu water charms the old woman. When the weather is cold and hungry, the qi and chrysanthemums are harvested. Dong Shaonan is kind and filial, and a chicken and a dog hug each other. My life is like sending messages to my ears, and it is not too early to return home. How dare we forget the old mountain, but we are afraid of forcing Hua Hao. Xijun learns how to grow bamboo shoots, and they work hard with each other during wine fights.

298. "Three Yangguan Ci Poems Presented to Zhang Jiyuan"

was sent to the city by a purple-bearded man, and played [horse] on the ancient battlefield of Tainan. I hate you for not taking the Khitan head, and the golden jiaya flag returns to your hometown.

299. "Cry Diao Jingchun"

I miss my seniors when I am studying, and I always regret that I will not be born early. There are many young people in the field, but they can still see this old man. This old tree is as old as a pine or a cypress, and is not affected by frost or snow. Straight into the middle of the hair, it nourishes itself to the point of being embraced. If the great talent is of no immediate use, it will wither away at a thousand years old. The article was written at the beginning of the year, and the wind is full of charm. As a human being, I am as thin as silk. Although it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong, it is better to look at it again and again. The year before last, I traveled to Wuyue and drank wine to celebrate my birthday. There is no morning or night when the door is locked, and the traces of a hundred mistakes have not been swept away. But I know that Mr. De is disgusted with Qiu's sister-in-law. When I say goodbye, I will be eighty, and I will know later that there is no guarantee. Yesterday I wrote a letter from an old friend, saying that I have been mourning my loss for many years. (Jing Chun’s wife died first.) The bridge water is sad, and the cold algae is dancing in it. There is no one in the hall, and the thin [horse] is empty and full of love. I want to go to the east of the Yangtze River and drink wine from a bottle while walking. There is no Hejian in Jinghu Lake, but weeping on Jishan Road. I can't bear to see thousands of pine hills and barren ponds without autumn grass.

300. "From Xingguo to the Savage House Twenty-five Miles South of Junsu Shitian Post"

There are three hundred stacks of green hills on the stream. Hurry up and wear your light shirt. There are people who live near the mountains and cultivate bamboos. The clear springs across the road know that I am thirsty. The bamboo stick of the mango shoe is light and soft, and the bed of Pujian pine is also fragrant and smooth. Late at night, the wind and dew filled the courtyard, and only a solitary firefly could be seen opening and closing by itself.

301. "Guizhen Pavilion"

Former Xiaohuan Si [Ma], now he is under the tutelage of Dr. Zheng. I don’t know how many years have passed, but I feel like I am old. Sacrificial rituals are passed down from family to family, and names are recorded on the territory. If you can read a thousand-character poem, you will see the turtle stoop.

302. "He fell off a horse and injured his hand with Zhou Zhengru"

He has completed his lifelong study of Taoism, how can he feel sorry for himself as a child? Drunk falling has never hurt the inner guard. Color and worry should be passed on first. When the book is empty, I gradually realize that the new poetry is strong, and it is a pleasure to watch the crabs walking. Selling old men for wine, shouting to fellow villagers to celebrate the New Year.

303. "Send Professor Anguo Back to Chengdu"

I have been away from you for twenty years, and I have lost my hair. Although my path is difficult, I will always be gentle and graceful. I have repeatedly retreated from the flying kites, and I am ashamed to see the dead fireflies. As soon as Rong [horse] falls, five frost leaves can be seen. Talking about swords at night is empty, and spring dreams are like transversal scriptures. The new science brings back the old ones, and the boy just begs for help. You must trouble Ling Yun's hands to enter the Shu star. The green moss is high in my room, and the ancient cypresses are in Weng's courtyard. When I first smelled the fragrance of Bianjian, I felt the smell of dysprosium at the front. There are young phoenixes in Min'e, and bamboo feathers are being cultivated. The sound of the woo echoes the rhythm, and the flying dance gathers Yu Ting. We will return to our old age, which is enough to comfort our remaining years.

304. "Er Xianyu Jun sent me poems and poems to thank you"

I Huaiyuan Youchu, Guizhang Manqing class. During the Wei Dynasty, Nanlong was old and his envoy was not returned. The old man told me that it is difficult to be young until one year old. This person is a star of virtue, sent out of danger. (Sima Wen Gong said to Shi: "Zi Jun is a lucky star. The people in Jingdong are very sleepy, so they are ordered to go there.") It is too late to call him, and the destiny is good and he is prudent. Once I lose my old age, I will be lonely and empty. So far, I have been dreaming all night, and there is still water in my pillow. I am pleased to hear that the second and third sons are married to the hairdresser Min Yan. The lofty discussion is overwhelming to the rivers and the Han people, and the poems of the Qing Dynasty are recited in the ring. I know from afar that it snowed for three days, and jade accumulated in Songshan Mountain. Whoever thinks of this secluded osmanthus sits on the bed covered with haze and suga. The old friend was in Yingwei and wrote poems about Qingling Bay.

305. "Zhongshan pine mash is sent to the king of Xiongzhou and introduced"

With a green beard and a thousand-year-old appearance, he is willing to have a glass of wine to have fun. The fragrance does not wait for the leaves in the turtle's nest. (People in the Tang Dynasty used lotus leaves as wine glasses, which is called Bitong wine.) Sweep the white leaves and chat with the cranes on the branches. When you are drunk, you will dance in the snow, and when you wake up, you will say goodbye to the wind. [Horse] It was not unintentional for the army to send off, but the people in the jade tent gathered together and composed poems.

306. "Wei Yan's Picture of Herding Horses"

It was collected by the emperor with magical craftsmanship and wonderful skills. After the death of Cao Han in Jiangdu, no one left it. The human painting [horse] is Weihou, who swept Hualiu for him back then. Up to now, the hoofs of frost have trampled on the long catalpa trees, and people have been trapped and lying on their heads in the sand. The sandy garden is vast and the tribulus is autumn, and the wind and fog are blowing coldly. The dragon species still travels with the slaves. I am ashamed of the long straw and short beans. The eight luan and six bridles are not a [horse] strategy, they are from the Western Mountains and the Eastern Hills.

307. "Bonan Niukou's tenure as Zunsheng Chief never came back in time"

There is a small path on the river, buried deep in haze and mist. The rough road wants to say goodbye, but it disappears and comes back again. I didn't even say a word when I got off the horse, but I was already comforted. The rivers and lakes are vast, and we can go with them peacefully.

308. "The Dream of Giving a Horse to Guoqi"

The eternal Qiuchi acupoint, returning home to the Snow Hall. The diligent dream in the bamboo is like counting the kings of the mountain.

309. "He Tao Yong Jing Ke"

Qin is like a [horse] Hou Niu, Lu's family is not the winner again. Heaven wants to spread its poison, and fakes Li Keqing. He is complacent with his achievements and accumulates evil like the mausoleum. There will be a time when the body will be destroyed, Xu Guan can be safe. The sand dunes are in a state of disarray, and their crowns and tassels are smiling. The prince has a lot of patience, but he is not a millionaire. Wei and Han split Zhibo, and his elbows and feet were silent. Hu Wei abandoned it and made a conspiracy, and Tuoguo was born like crazy. Jing Ke has nothing to say, but Tian Zi is always astonished. There are many wonderful people in Yan and Zhao, but unfortunately they are also famous in vain. Killing the father and imprisoning the mother, how can this be tolerated in heaven? Only three households in Qin were destroyed, compared to dozens of cities in our country. Although it is not hurt by the gradual separation, the halberd will add to the Zhou camp. To this day, people all over the world admire Yan and want him to succeed. The scrapped book will take a breath, showing the eternal love.

310. "With Zhou Zhengru, he fell off his horse and injured his hand"

A new jade-nosed chariot was awarded to Tianshang, and it is only natural for old friends to share their sorrow. Although Xiangru is old, he is still talented, and he should be replaced by [horse] for another life.

311. "A beautiful poem is sent to Ouyang Jun, the master of Wei City"

The water is beautiful and overwhelming. I am pregnant with my husband and send my son to the corner of the city. The ocean is vast and the water is beautiful. I will send my son to the new crossing. Thinking of Songluo, I looked westward, and my son was riding on the white horse. White [horse] is an old country, its structure is restored, the people of the country shed tears, and they are the grandchildren of painted boats. His mouth and beard are similar to those of Shang Ke. He is a descendant of the people, and his son is named after him.

312. "Shangdu Yin"

There are guests on the stage chanting in the autumn wind, and their sad voices float into the air. A wandering girl from the side of the stage came to eavesdrop, trying to learn how to agree. What's wrong with you? You're two children from a thousand miles away from the Golden City. The white [horse] is a phoenix and a pass, and the mountains and rivers are empty and free. Why should I be sad? The river water is deeper in winter and the bream is cold and difficult to catch. The people listening to the song on the long river don't know what I mean, but they are sad.

313. "Quelles on Painting Horses when Watching Uncle in the Examination Courtyard"

Bamboo heads are snatched away from the land, and documents are piled up in the pile while sleeping and mumbling to themselves. Looking at [Horse], I want to take a rest from the dust, but I also want to go home and wash my robes and pants.

314.Three poems》

There are so many things so close, but the shadows are uneven. The path goes to the back of the river, and the water flows to the front stream. He said that he was unimaginable and had once been hoofed by people [horses]. When he was traveling as an official, he should point his sword to Shanxi.

315. "Send Song Jun off with his chariot"

Heavy rains swell the barren creek, and a foot of water creates a torrent. There are splashing carp in it, and they swim quickly. Anzhi knows that the red sun is shining, and the boiling waves are floating. The stone bank is narrow and narrow, and the scaled mane is as embarrassed as a prisoner. Once lost in Zaoyue, there will be sorrow. I swear that I will spread across the rivers and lakes, and I will be ashamed of myself. The rivers, lakes and deserted streams are of varying sizes. This faction and the other faction are connected to block the cultivation. He leaped forward in a transcendental way, as powerful as an eagle leaving the sky. Floating and sinking, there are many frogs, and the caves are close to Changzhou. Wash away the mud, and wear white fur coat. Who knows that as time goes by, the surge will cause throat pain. There are things in Ryall Creek, although they are trapped and have a long-term plan. It's not like the swamp, where there are thousands of fish in the four prisons. Even though there are rivers and lakes, there are mountains and rivers. Life is not like this, there is a reason for both poverty and prosperity. Mr. Guangping, my hometown, rarely travels with Qingbo. Heaps of gold and other roof beams, {Left and right crops, harvesting hundreds of hectares of autumn. There are beauties in the imperial court, and fat cows are roasted in the kitchen at night. Poor and down-to-earth scholars often collect money and silk. Once the wealth is gone, who will have green eyes in the alley? The children are hungry and cold, and relatives and friends have few donations. In the middle of the night, I sighed deeply and spoke generously. I am not a farmer, and I can do anything but be a coward. He is not a general and is not used to wielding a spear. How can I rest after I have been full of energy throughout my life? Today, I am the Duke Cheng, with a high position and excellent positions. There are nine official and noble clans, one Qianhualiu clan. Even though he is said to be rich and noble, he dares to give in to poverty and lowliness. The suffering of in-laws and relatives is not far away. How can I be trapped? {Left longevity and right ghost}. In August, the autumn wind is high, and the wind is moving lightly. The general came to say goodbye and asked for a gift of safety. The poor man is very poor, and he relies on the principles of Zhou. The fish in the stream understands this, and Kuangzi knows the Duke. [Horse] A strong servant is in good health. If you go away, nothing will be left.

316. "Sending fresh flowers to the capital, Cao Cao returns to his former residence in Guankou, Shu"

The frost has faded and the green copper still shines, but the spring snow still lingers on the long pine trees. I went to Xipu in the morning to collect taro, and at night I crossed the rope bridge to watch the dragon.Don't lament that you are tired of traveling without a horse, you will defeat an old and healthy enemy with a thousand bells. Ziyun was only here in the third generation to explain his illness to the southwest.

317. "Sending Zhu Chao to Shu"

There are mist clouds in Qingcheng, and the moon is bright and beautiful. Follow me from the northwest, shine my light forever. I am in the dust, and the white clouds call me home. I swim in the rivers and lakes, and the bright moon wets my clothes. The sky is high, and the clouds and moon are by my side. It is said that they are people in the mountains, and they are inseparable from each other. Dreaming about finding the southwest road, silently counting the long and short pavilions. It seems that the waves of Jialing River are jumping and blowing on the pillow screen. I send you nothing, I drink you [horse] from the clear river. The road passes through the bamboo forest, and the elders bow down to the horse. Don't be frightened and run away to hide. I am a friend of yours. Hearing a lawsuit is like a family member, and I will comment on it in detail. If I meet a friend in the mountains, he may ask me when I will return. Because his waist and feet are light, he is as good as stepping on a spring stone.

318. "Yangma"

The spring clouds are misty and the rain is miserable, and the spring seedlings are about to become old and green. Alas, my wife is walking in the cement industry. There is a ridge in the morning and a thousand borders in the evening. The waist is like pecking a chicken with the head of a konghou, and the muscles and bones are almost sore and hissing. I have a tung [horse] that I lift with my hands, my head is high and my belly is low. My back is covered with tiles and my horns are removed, and my two feet are used as four hooves. The towering jump slides like a falcon, and the slender waist can also be worn. Why use Fanying and the title of the moon, but go from the east of the border to the west of the border. The mountain city wants to close its doors to listen to the drums and rhinoceros, but suddenly the hut is built and jumps over the Tanxi River. After returning from high places and hanging on the wall, he did not cry when he was hungry but had no hay. When a young man rides on you to catch an old man, why do you ever jump to guard against him? Young Master Jinqing went to his boudoir and laughed at me for spending my whole life trampling on oxen and plows, not knowing that I had a wooden carriage.

319. "Send Cui Qigui's second song with Li Pengnian, and immediately record it"

The frost and dried trees fall in love with Qinchuan, and I am happy and light, chasing the birds. Greedy to see the dusk mountains, forgetting about the distance and distance, I force myself to accompany the returning guests to stay even longer. The mink fur coats are in the snow, and the appearance is beautiful, and the horses follow the eagles to pick up the wild food. To ask Mr. Li from Nanxi, my ambition should not be lost in the passing years.

320. "Send to Lu Xidaozhihezhou"

Last year I sent it to you to guard Liang, and this year I sent it to you to guard Liyang. Every year he was given away as a prefect, only to sit there and have his chest and intestines piled with dust. There are three generals in the Jun family, and the generals will not be rich until now. The young phoenix is ​​born with a seed, and the hair and bones are often passed on to the princes. Watching the king's rise and gloomy appearance, he will wear his sword and seek the bright light. Hu was running around for a small county many times, but the wind and sails were unfurled before he could conquer the [horse]. I was born to live in rivers and seas, and I still feel hesitant even though I have endured the shame. I have no words to give you a long sigh, the beautiful river is empty and ocean.

321. "He Duan Tuntian Jinglin Pavilion"

Nanshan has beautiful scenery, which is surprising even if there is no one there. The poems of the Qing Dynasty are used as the title, and the vegetation becomes beautiful. Thank you for your beautiful words, and leave them until the middle man returns. When the servants are tired and the horses are hungry, they will be whipped diligently. (Duan has a niece in Mizhou.)

322. "Three Poems from Yangguan in Reply to Li Gongze"

It was a good spring in Jinan, the snow was beginning to clear, and I walked to Longshan [Ma] Ashigaru. Please don't forget the girl from Feixi River, who makes the sound of heartbreak in Yangguan.

323. "The Yunlong Mountain View is burned with the word "Yun"

Ding Jurchen is a concubine in the water, and the cold mountain is on fire. Yushuang knew that he had been killed, and his family was burned for the first time. The beam shines brightly, and the stone is covered with mist. The beacon falls on the sweet spring, and the smoke spreads across the sky. Poor snakes climb trees and hide in the clouds. The wild goose was frightened and fell down, and it wandered wildly in confusion. The valley is buzzing, and the swallows are flying, and the mountain demon is scurrying around. The wild bamboos burst into mourning, and the faint osmanthus floats in the air. Sad as a crab in autumn, as happy as a mosquito in summer. The fire ox enters the Yan base, and the fire elephant rushes to the Wu army. At the entrance of Benteng Jingxing, all the horses are wearing red flags. The shadow of Lishan Mountain is swaying, and all the aunts are wearing red dresses. Just as the wind blows, it suddenly reaches the peak of the stream. I am a native of the mountains, and I am used to seeing and hearing about bandits. Occasionally, two or three sons came to visit Zhang Yinjun. What's the matter with Jun's family? Things move towards the sun. Watch the wine fly to embers, and the empty court will be filled with colors. As we walk and observe the beginning of farming, the borders and rows are like valerian patterns. Drizzle brings out spring flowers, while severe frost brings down autumn flowers. Then I realized that with one torch, all the foxes and rabbits could be wiped out.

324. "The person who was buried in Qin Shaoyou's dream was Liu Fa's coffin and the first hair of his age"

You see the three generations of people holding pheasants, and they originally thought of killing themselves as a small supplement. If you live in an official position and die in battle, your dream corpse will be an official. The Five Elements are superior to others, so I am an official. Officials are like grass and trees, and I am like soil. An official without a salary is like a guest, and it is not the ancient time to treat him as a pure minister. Feeding Yan said: "I offer you the honor of being a widowed monarch. How can I be compared to the minister of public affairs?" When the world is declining, a humble person loses his own self, and gains and losses are the opposite of sorrow and joy. The grass robes and reed baskets look charming, and people gather together for drinking and playing. Qujiang boats and moonlight lanterns are said to be dancing at funerals and singing at the tomb. Watching the flowers and walking [horse] to the east field, there are not enough people left. When I was young, I was young and generous, but I didn’t know the bitterness of poetry and wine. Therefore, he ordered his officials to send their dreams of being an official to a coffin, and advised his sons not to be corrupted by officials. Tu Che and Cuo Ling are all assumptions, look closely and you will not be mistaken. When the time comes, the sound of flying will come again, so there is no need to bother Wu Ju when entering and hiding.

325. "Send Wine to Chanzhou, Ouyang Bianjian"

Driving a drum cart with sweat and blood, how can you travel a thousand miles. In the midst of all the bad music, I want to test the virtuous son.Junjia Jiang Nanying washes his feet in the Canglang River. But crossing the old Yellow River, the horse's ears were buried in the rising sand. The origin is the source of creation, so what's the point of relying on it? When you read Chu Ziwen, there is no sadness or joy among the three officials.

326. "Two Poems of Ci Yun's Reply to Zhang Tianjue"

The carriage is light [the horse] has a stable bridle and strong title, but there are mosquitoes that like to attack. Don't blame me before you cut off your mouth. The world's poorest people are better than Chao Xian. What trouble do I have to control the wind and the wind? I have to grow pines and become earth hair. It's like the old Danxia of Hefo, but he pays a tribute of white hair to the coolness.

327. "Send the Seventh Cousin to Know Sizhou"

The rivers and lakes are out of sight, and the face is covered with dust. We tied the boat to Qingluowei and saw Huainan Mountain for the first time. Huaishan is so charming, and the servant girl smokes in the morning mirror. Hold this to entertain you, and lead the world with a smile. The king is like a horse in the sky, facing the Yan and Jingman at dusk. At that time, there was no king with good hands, and the old man was idle. Chatting should reveal nothing, subdue cunning and stubbornness. Don't say that no one knows, the ancient Buddha is near Tao Bay. An innocent person sees all kinds of things, and he sees the world of people. But to make this pleasant, the rest is really bad.

328. "Ci Yunzi sent four poems from Khitan to Zhuozhou"

The old man is dull and has escaped from the cold, and it is difficult for him to resume his speech and practice reasoning. If you want to go to Lulong to see the ancient fortress, write about Yishui and Diaoyandan. (I resigned from the post in the past year and was not sent to the north.) Hu Yang was able to sleep peacefully on behalf of [horse], and he spent a whole day in the south with his hair in poverty. I also saw Ziqing holding Han Jie, and I saw the old man weeping in front of the mountain in the distance. I have been in Shidu for many years, and I always ask Sansu with my tongue. (When Yu and Ziyu entered the capital, the envoy from the north had already asked where they were. I stayed with him in the pavilion, and the envoy from the north repeatedly recited Sansu prose.) But he knew that he was old and sick and was useless, so he wanted to ask the king about Qijing Lake. I first recalled Geng Yin's surrender to Qu Yuan, and watched the monk piety in the wax phoenix play. The man who has followed me for thousands of miles has a heart as strong as iron, so why should I bother to buy a field? (At that time, the son of You was late to attend the trip.)

329. "Return to the capital to send the son first"

The old body is tired [horse] The river embankment is forever, and the shadows of yellow elms and green locust trees are trampled. The rooster horn has not yet been updated three times in the month, and the guest dreamed of returning home to meet his wife. There is no time to return to the old rivers and lakes, and the gullies have not been filled yet. After the announcement was made in the Huangmen Hall, the imperial edict was issued to welcome him out of the province first. The flying green cover has been placed in Heliang. The salary is fixed, the yellow seal is given, and the tea is given. There is nothing to give to each other from afar, just a good harvest is said to be Huai Ying.

330. "Xie Zhongshi sat down to see off Wang Minzhong, the envoy to the north"

The wind shook the river, and the flying fog lost Taihang. If you don't know each other when you meet, you will get off your horse and your eyebrows will be yellow. Washing his eyes, he suddenly laughed in surprise when he saw this Yujie Lang. I am glad to have a wise master and share this remaining candlelight. In a dream, people are flying in the north and geese are flying in the south. My life is like sending a message to my ears, sending it to heaven. Fortunately, the son met the master of the Ming Dynasty, and Chen Jing entered the west chamber. The return date cannot be postponed, and it is appropriate to rely on each other by your side.

331. "When I was first demoted to Yingzhou, I gave Qi a gift of Ma Mengde"

His acupuncture point is eternal, and he returns home to the Snow Hall. The diligent chanting in the bamboo forest is even better than that of the King of Chaoshan.

332. "Ci Yun He Zi Yu Shen Yu is good at shooting"

The Luan Heron in China is vibrating on its own, how can you believe that the things in the corner are carried out? It is strange that a scholar can break it, just like a general can solve a thesis. Wearing Yang laughs at oneself, not an ape's arm, shoots a falcon and chases the [horse] army with long thoughts. If you look at your long body, you are the most worthy of learning. If you are as tall as your beard and feathers, you will be outstanding.

333. "Duan Inkstone Poems"

Leaving Beiyan behind with clouds, crossing the mountains into mid-summer. Re-borrow and cut Chu Mao, and write Ying Ju. There is no way to go against the will of the showman, and the words of the craftsman are extravagant. Bandits work hard to transport pounds, just like wearing a belt to prevent damage. Li □□□□, watch the corner of the whole building. Jinjin dissects the [horse] liver, and the rope is used to model the sheep's liver. The anger is so strong that the pine trees are so strong, and the smoke and snow waves stagger in the hall in surprise. How can I drink water? The face of Shoumo should be Guizhou, and the mouth of Zhenzhen will eventually become mute. Silence only lasts a long time, but tarnish can still be worn away. The records of Lu Shi were written by Huolin, and the records of Jin Dynasty were written with the title of "鲊". Supplied to Tang Wen and supported Shang Shu. The shape of the eyebrows is empty and delicate, but the word "wind" is still annoying. There are seven or eight commentaries on Zai Guan and sixty-one chapters in the Xian edition. If you retreat and dare to rub shoulders, you will step forward if you believe. Only then did I know that Duke Yin did not flatter Wang Sunjia. Inscribe poems and implements, and seal engravings should be used as monuments. Yan Yun picks up the relics, and the little talents are allowed to chat.

334. "Han Gan's Horse"

Shaoling's intangible calligraphy and ink paintings, Han Gan's Danqing poetry without words. This painting and this poem are really finished, and the world is full of chaos.

335. "He Tao Yong Sanliang"

In this life, the mountain is too heavy, and suddenly it is like a feather. If the third son dies, his good will will be diminished. Yan Pingzhong is a virtuous person who does not serve the emperor personally. I am not a dog [horse], I ask for a curtain from you. There is an inherent way to kill one's body, and it must be done without losing any important points. If you die for the country, I will die with you. If there is order to regulate chaos, the ministers must obey and disobey. Wei Ke is really filial and loving, and his three good things are safe and peaceful. Officials are not glorious, but sometimes they are sad. Therefore, Jingjie Weng wears this Qianlou garment.

336. "The Long History of He Tao's Gift of Sheep"

I am not Huangfu Mi, but my disciples are like Zhi Yu. If you don't hold two pieces of wine, you are willing to borrow a cart of books. If you want overseas scholars to meditate on scriptures, they will be like Hongdu. The knot and hair are related to literature and history, and there are sixty metaphors for admiration. The old [horse] can't bear to be let go, and it always screams to convince others.Therefore, we know that as long as the roots and dust are there, the disease and medicine will not be avoided. I have traveled thousands of miles to read you, but I am still hesitating after a long journey. Those who are eager to learn and have a true uncle's career are comparable to each other. This book has been cooked for a long time, and it has saved me from being desolate now. I feel ashamed and depressed, and I have long been tired of poetry, books and entertainment. I couldn't write the poem due to illness, and the grass Xuan was old and sparse. You should stay away from Yang Mo and want to punish Jing Shu.

337. "Traveling on the Hillside"

The hillside is like the river below, and the cliffs are overwhelming. The waves are like a decaying wall. There are pine trees and bushes a hundred feet away. Pull out the frightening geese. I can't see the sun above, but I can rely on it below. I'm dragging my stick, and my boy is following me with my book. I looked down at the stream in the water, and saw an elder with a yellow crown and feathery coat. Huan Yi sits on a flat belly with a stone dustpan. The mountains also have toes that are safe and sound. There is no one around, so I can forget about hunger. The immortal said to himself that he lived in the garden of Yao, and that he flew to and from each other countless times day and night. Let him open his mouth to speak, and He Han Wuji will be frightened. Silent and silent, Jian Zhao's family does not play the harp. The mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon will always be there. If someone comes, I will return to Qiuzhi in my dream. This is not a trivial thing, why would you enjoy it and not leave it? In the past, I traveled to Ge Tianxi, and I was still with you even though I was not a Tao family. Taking advantage of the hopeless situation, the good news has not yet come to fruition, and the servant is filled with sorrow. We are chatting happily with Rong Yu, and the sun is shining in Orchid City. I have been discussing the world for thousands of years and one person is still together. I am doing interrogation and questioning, and I want to know that there are few others. There is so much joy in the vast ocean, just like a boat tied to the water, and I don't even know how fish, loons and birds move. Why should I get it every time I think about it, and the response is like a ringing sound, sitting like this in the age of the son of man.

338. "Shangqing Ci"

The tranquility of Nanshan Mountain is filled with dark clouds. Who lives here? The king of gods on the emperor's side. Jun Hu is so secluded in the mountains that he looks at the palace and has been flooded for a long time. Also, this is the kind of person who goes here once and ignores it, feeling sad for this empty mountain. When you come, you can't get it, so you know it. When you go, you can't get it, so you can know it. When you come, the sky is empty, and when you come, you ride on a flying dragon. Li Chenxing comes to serve Tai Sui, and he is like a painting descending with thunder and rumbling. Come to the imperial court in the morning, and visit the mountain palace in the evening. I am afraid that there is a demon, and I torture the corporal. The spirit is like a star, and the energy is like a rainbow. He loves profuse bloodshed and is addicted to malaria and borers. The wind howls and the rain falls, and sometimes it spits out the heat of drought and fire. I am ordered by the emperor to attack Xi and build a frontier of Qian Ren. Riding on the flying thunder to pursue the beautiful scenery, the She and Zhi are swept away without a trace. Suddenly, they are coming to meet, and the gods and lords walking on the sea and mountains are coming. Dragons, chariots, beasts and ghosts are unknown in number. The flags are dark and misty. Gradually, he stoops and walks in, carrying a sword and a sword. Those who are responsible for killing living things must trust you, knowing that God will not tolerate you. After being restrained, he rebelled against his duties. When he retreated and trembled, he became more respectful. Ze is filled with water all over the world, but it is empty but it has no effect. When you leave, the gate of heaven will be opened, and the door will be closed to face the jade platform. A group of immortals came to greet Yunhan, and they seemed to be leading the way and accompanying them one after another. The Emperor welcomes labor at the jade steps, and the king is suffering and the [horse] is decadent. The people of Min were forced to live in a narrow place, and the earth under Chen was mourned by the emperor. Return to the jagged palace of Qiong Palace, and serve the noise of all spirits. Silence is pure and inaction, and the season is hunting for Dou Kui. The achievements are clear and the emperor is deposed, and there is no return. Suddenly the outside and inside are glowing, and the candle is shining on Jiugai. When I look down, the five mountains are beans and the four mountains are cups. Looking down at the thousand pillars of the Forbidden City, they are like a collection of hairs. Coming here is not for happiness, leaving is not for sadness. It is said that the king of gods has returned, but he is so close to him. There is palpitation in the Shengmi Hall, and the soul is galloping upward. Suddenly, I felt like I had something to gain, so I dared to take a bath and say goodbye. Yes, it's not true. I can't know it without knowing it.

339. "A few days ago, a dreamer showed me a scroll of text, which was roughly like an instruction to a horse."

Although Tian Ji is old, he can escape with his whip. Crossing the ant seal, stepping on the balancing stone. Looking at the slaves from the side, the meat is abundant and the festival is destroyed. Walking slowly on the square track, you are often tripped. Talents and talents are mutually exclusive, so it is not easy to cross-examine.

340. "Send off Si Xunzi Cai's father-in-law to Zizhou"

The farewell day has been hard, and the meeting day has not been expected. He did not hesitate to drink wine with each other on this day. The beginning of life is very happy, just like playing chess with a wooden board. I listen to your hands vertically and horizontally, I don’t know how I gather and disperse. Hu Weifu sighed, but he really regretted the delay in getting to know each other. Remembering the past is not close to the past, and is famous since childhood. If you don't see the hidden worries, you can see the worries covered with them. The appearance has never been so cloudy, but the tears have suddenly fallen down. Like a crane in the clouds, its shadow passes over the cold pond. You have already traveled thousands of miles when you look up, but you can see that you can't catch up. I am a native of Shu, and I was able to speak to you when I was young. When he first became a prisoner in Chengdu, he was a miserable prison officer. The talented generation is unparalleled. Bangbo forgot to wait for the barbarians. He was the youngest at that time, fair-skinned and without a mustache. He is romantic and can drink heavily, and he is quick and good at discussing poetry. To have the courage to stand up like an eagle is to be able to win a prize. Not long after I went to Shu, I came back to Mei from the county. Before the book is full of books, there is no doubt that there is no trace of fingering or painting. After a year of serving the officials, they gradually became able to avoid whipping. In the second year, the people believed in it and no longer bothered with the text. I have been tired of idleness for three years, and have been busy with Tongsi all day long. When guests come to surrender to his jurisdiction, they will not refuse even if they are drunk. Thirty years later, my parents are still complaining. In the evening of Dongchuan, the spectators are Seluqi.But I am happy when I see people from the East, but I don’t know how sad I am when I see people in the West. Now we are continuing the past, and the personnel and affairs are also surprising. Sorry, this letter was accidental, or it may have happened by chance. There are many high-ranking nobles in the royal city, and passers-by must compete with each other. The table was not warm when the prince came, and he did not cook in the morning when he left. It has been obtained by Shu people many times, but it is because of God's selfishness. My disciple is a student of Taoism and a poor scholar. The situation is two thousand stones, and I am happy to play wherever I go. Think carefully about the county day, who will be the guests and friends? Either end up sleeping in a thatched hut, or go hang a golden turtle. Or he has been registered as a ghost, and the tomb wood is like a lintel. How sudden is the sense of feeling? I should shed tears when caressing the old days. The purple ribbon is better, and the beauty will last forever. Quan Qiyule [horse], Anahu Qinji. You can be happy with people when you meet them, but be careful not to suffer from lovesickness.

341. "Inscribed on Wang Wei's Paintings"

Mojie Ben is a poet, and he is also a famous painter. He has been in and out of Wangchuan River all his life, and it is well known that birds are flying and fish are swimming. The mountain light is shining brightly, and the sound of water is refreshing. Walking, chanting, sitting and chanting are all self-evident, and they are free of worldly remarks. The high sentiments never fade away, and the mountains and rivers are covered with heavy curtains. After living in exile for a hundred years, I can only save a few pieces, but I can't pay for the tips and jade shafts. Who ordered the noble son to eat meat, but he didn't realize that his grandfather was driving away bear bears. I read literature and history carefully and wrote new poems brilliantly. Qingshan and the Yangtze River are not your business, with a wave of ink and water dripping with light. The five-foot small horizontal scroll in the hand is the smallest centimeter of the end of the world. After being relegated to the south and ending at Junying, this mind has a clear understanding of everything. When he comes back, he will be entangled with Ren Wanqi, and his nature will be uncontrollable in the end. People say that Mojie was in his first life, and he wanted to follow the old fool and not be an idiot. I can't get along with Duke Huan and Duke Cui, but I can forgive my delay.

342. "A play for Xiu Lao"

demolished the Xianggong's nunnery and removed the bamboo from the son-in-law [horse] from the mud. Everyone in the world knows it, and it flows into the lantern record.

343. "Lighting the Lamps to Celebrate Guests on February 3rd"

The east wind and waves on the river meet the sky, and the bitter cold rogue breaks the beauty of spring. Try Yunmeng Lambo'er wine and drink Qiantang medicinal jade boat quickly. The silkworm market is no longer the homeland, and the [Horse] line of lights remembers that year. The cold smoke, wet snow and plum blossoms are here, leaving the new year to celebrate the new year.

344. "Farewell to Huangzhou"

The sick and old [horse] does not let him go, but he still asks the king for help. How could there not be three nights of love under the mulberry tree, chatting in front of the bottle and returning together. The waist is long enough to support the intestines and rice, and the wide head is cut and covered with gall clothing. If you join the old world, you will never lose it. When you come, don't send your old friends away.

345. "The second rhyme section is presented as a gift"

Ji Zi lost Guo Tian in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. It should be noted that Lihu is a family heirloom. If you think about it carefully, you can plant fifty pieces of sage, and you can win three hundred pieces of grain. If I can connect with you through the North Alley, I should forget about Xichuan for the rest of my life. The horse [horse] in short clothes is not my business, I just want to close the door and not ask about heaven.

346. "Ci Qian Yun Replied to Ma Zhongyu"

The peaks rise from the giant foothills of Potuo, and the accumulation of those years celebrates the bell. The descendants of Ling Yun all get the phoenix, but the Ciming brothers are not dragons. Heliang will watch the clouds and bid farewell, so why not have a drink in the poetry club? Only the West Lake is like the West Lake, so it should be transformed into a king's appearance.

347. "Ci rhyme Zhao Jingkuang's spring thoughts and nostalgia for Wuyue landscape"

years old, there is endless glory, and the old eyes have been quiet for a long time. The spring breeze is like a [horse], it gallops before it moves. The West Lake suddenly shattered, birds fell and fish moved in the mirror. The city is in ruins, the gates are put down and the rubber boats are set up. I hope you will have fun here, and when will the official affairs be completed? (The three gates of Qinghe and West Lake were built by the governor.) I thought of Wu Xin by chance, and the source was determined in advance. Floating without being tied to the boat, there is endless pleasure in riding this. Where drunkards enjoy themselves, all vegetation and trees are respectable. Traveling to Beizhu in the Ming Dynasty, I quickly scanned the yellow leaves path. The liquor has arrived, and the red dress has been put on. (There is also a pot of fragrant spring wine. I am drinking it for Mr. Lequan, but I am not having fun.)

348. "Fenghe Chengbo and Playing with Yu Gong"

The gold carnation road is approaching the autumn, and the horse with green and red skirt is riding. Infinite children clapped their hands together, and the monkey practiced swimming in the pond again.

349. "The Inscription of Ciyun Zhang Zihou Feiying"

Duan once accompanied [Ma] on a long trip, and now he is in Fenglinzhou. Huang Gong's wine shop is like a heavy weight, and the sky is white and the sky is over.

350. "Ma Zi asked to send tea as a six-word thank you"

The embroidered clothes were carefully pointed, and the white silk was covered diagonally in the distance. Lu Tong's dream was startled, and he looked at Yunlong from the north window.

351. "Ruijin Dongming Temple"

Floating Gold has the best scenery south of the stream, and the ancient wooden towers cannot be painted. The sound of nature is far away and the rhythm of flowing water is great. The clouds are clear and you can often hear the sound of footsteps. Green luan and white crane fly under the sky, and green grass and black zhi grow on the ground. The immortal capital is just a short distance away from the world, and there are cars and horses in front of the gate.

352. "Playing Ma Tai with Professor Shu, Zhang Shanren, and Master Shenliao, Shuxi"

Take the bamboo stick and mango shoes for the next trip, and go down to the official road to see the favor. In the cold weather, beetroots and millet are still living in the acres, and at dusk cattle and sheep enter the city. Selling wine alone teaches people to be intoxicated. Who writes poems like Jiao Gongqing? I even looked for Master Yan in the back alleys, begging for a few words to follow this message.

353. "Eight Views of Fengxiang"

poem, records the eight things that can be seen.In the past, Master Mazi Chang went to Kuaiji to explore Yu's cave, traveling thousands of miles away; and Li Taibai also went to Jingzhou with the view of Qize. The second son Gai mourned the world and mourned the customs. He hurt himself and could not see the ancients, but wanted to see their relics, so he worked hard like this. Fengxiang was at the crossroads between Qin and Shu. The eight temples were visited by scholars and officials day and night, and they were all within easy reach. However, some good people could not see them all, so they wrote poems to tell those who wanted to watch but did not know.

354. "This day, I will go to Yangping from Fengxi to rest in the green courtyard under Qingfeng Temple in Matian"

When I can't reach Fengqian Temple, I come to Weishang Village for free. This pavilion is a joy to talk about, but it is hard to repair the path. The valley reflects the beauty of Zhulan, and the mountain contains ancient wooden statues. The road was so poor and broken with rocks that Lin Que saw the river running. [Horse] is sleepy and neighs on the green grass, and the monks recommend it for an evening meal. I come on an autumn afternoon, and the stone bed is warm after a long drought. The clouds are like a cover and can make the rain pour down. We looked at the rice fields at the foot of the mountain, and the cool leaves were turned over at night.

355. "Seeing Li Xitai and Er Qian (only performing Yi) singing the Four Wonders in Kinmen Temple"

The brim of the hat is tilted on a spring day in the Imperial City, and Erlu Shang recalls his home for the first time. If you are not willing to add salt to the water shield, you should already know that the snow is like poplars. Throughout his life, He Lao was used to riding in boats, and he was afraid of being beaten before the wind when riding a horse. I want to ask the king to beg for talisman bamboo, but I am worried that there is no prison state. (The story of Qian's family has been passed down from generation to generation.) The wonderful story of Xitai follows Yang Feng, (Ningshi). In the Infinite Dragon Snake Luo Temple. A piece of pure poetry stirs up excitement and waste, and the dust falls in the Brahma Palace. The articles in the Five Seasons fell into ashes, but not all of them were restored to peace. Therefore, I know that my predecessor, Zong Xu Geng, has several poems that are as romantic as a jade platform.

356. "There is a small temple in the high and remote place of Qingniuling that is rarely visited by people."

Returning home at dusk, [Horse] walks along the sandy river pond, and the smoke from the furnace is lingering for ten miles. Walking in the morning, I drag my stick on Qingniu Ridge, where the cliffs and springs swallow thousands of quiet mountains. Don't laugh at the old monk. He is deaf and unable to hear calls. He has been a pitiful person for hundreds of years. Ming Dynasty went back to the city, but Baiyun was at the place where he wrote poems.

357. "Ci Yun Zhang preaches the joy of rain (received by praying to Changshan Mountain.)"

There was no rain in last summer and autumn, and the residents of the seaside drank salt and bitter. This spring is warm and locusts are about to appear, and there are more mosses on the ground than soil. Once your wings are spread, your voice will be like the wind. When he crossed the river into Wuyue, he deployed his formation across the sky like Xiang Yu. (Last year, we saw migratory locusts coming from the northwest in Qiantang, which was extremely frightening.) The farmers held up their hands but wept, and it was difficult to control them with only a small amount of manpower. The cow [horse] is trapped in the tail of the flutter, and the clothes are chewed and worn through the house. What's the point of sitting back and watching without help? The fire has been passed down since ancient times. Whoever dares to dig with a hoe will get rice to feed the hungry. The gods of Changshan Mountain believe in heroes and martyrdom, and drive the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother. I should pity the county guard for being old and stupid, and want to caress the sore hands. The wind changed color when I returned from the mountains. In the middle of the road, I can already feel the sheep dancing. The pines and bamboos are noisy outside the night window, and the cream is flowing in the morning border. When the locusts and drought come, they will help each other. I heard an old farmer say about this. The concubine will accumulate wealth and sweep away the remaining sins, and return to the Ming Dynasty in good years. There are 8,000 husks of dendrobium stored in front of the county. (This spring and now, we have harvested more than 8,000 husks of dendrobium.) The rate is one liter per acre. Even more, I watched the silkworm woman pass her first sleep. (As soon as the silkworm sleeps, the locust will not come back to life.) No greeting guests came to attend the afternoon. I am afraid of the master's writing power. He frowns and crosses Xu Geng. Occasionally, if you have a good conversation and laugh, it may become popular and become a Yuefu. A rain in a poor country is of no use. My Lord is so virtuous that all the states are spread. When will the Zhonghe music duties be performed? Let the students choose which martial arts.

358. "To Uncle Liu Xiao"

The king intends to kill the arrogant captives, breaking the vertebrae of the bronze mountain to cast the bronze tiger. Thirty-seven generals came together and came to the west to open their own mansions. The trees from the Nanshan Mountains were cut down to make axles, and the war drums were collected from the East China Sea. Who dares to run away in sweat will be afraid of lack of military strength and dirty axes. Baojia Company has not yet reached all the village groups, and lawsuits and ultimatums are pouring out like rain in Fangtian. You have a new book in hand, picking out the roots and roots. The edicts are full of compassion and faith, but the officials are superficial and work hard in vain. Life's knowledge is limited to common practice. Who can count the sheng and yu among the crowd? Suddenly he was ordered to solo the young phoenix, and he was about to play the music in a hurry. The situation has been severe and famine for many years, and the grass and trees have been peeled off and the soil eaten. This year the rain and snow are in season, and locusts have sprouted wings again. Worry comes to wash the cup, the desire is strong and drunk, and I feel lonely and empty. The public kitchen has not smoked for ten days, and even more people can watch people dancing in red dresses at the banquet. My old friend sent me letters from the mountains many times, but Angelica was the only one who had no other words to say. Fang wanted to steal the sparrows and mice from Taicang, but he refused to display his martial arts. Wu Xing's father-in-law is really enlightened, and he is not a minor supporter when he is in charge of the court. Since then, he has been crowned and troubled in all directions, and he is regarded as the master of Erzhe Lake Mountain. Gao Zong has been fishing since then, but Dayin never abandoned the hairpin group. Last year, the differences between each other were not enough, and I was already allowed to talk about them when asked. When the general passes away, he abandons his official position and goes to graduate school, but his worldly fate is not over yet. The public house is only on the Peixi River, and there are white clouds like white feathers on it. Ying Lian moved forward and retreated from the suffering emperor, and even taught the first ancestor An Xin.

359. Nai Zuo He Fu"

In the autumn of the tenth year of Xining, the river broke through Chanyuan, poured into Juye, and entered Huaisi.From the north of Chan and Wei, there was no flow, but Ji and Chu were harmed by it. Two feet and eight feet of water flooded Pengmen City, which did not retreat for more than seventy days. The officials and people were tired of defending. On October 13th, there was a strong wind in Chanzhou all day long. It stopped, but one branch of the river had returned to its old course. I was so happy to hear that it was almost as if it was blocked by the common people. The road of poetry and song makes the people willing to welcome the gods to rest, and builds the aspirations of those who protect the land. Don’t you see, in the Yuan Dynasty of the Western Han Dynasty, the river broke through the gourd for twenty years. The huge fields are full of Huaihe and Si River in the east, and the people of Chu eat as much as they like from the Yellow River. After Wanlisha returned to Zen, he first sent the Yue shaman to Chen Bai [horse]. The Lord of the River never promised that the manpower would be poor, and the salary would go down to the river. My king is as benevolent and sage as Emperor Yao, and a hundred gods are honored by their duties and are proud of the river god. The emperor sent the wind master to restrain him, and he set off from Chanzhou Bridge at night in Beiliu. The east wind blows and freezes, and the Qiyuan bamboo is not used for magic. The people of Chu planted wheat all over the river silt, and looked up at the floating chasms and ancient trees.

360. "Two Poems of Baibuhong (Combined Narrative)"

Wang Dingguo visited Yu Yu Pengcheng. One day, he and Yan Changdao took a boat trip to Sishui with their three sons Pan, Ying and Qing. They went north to Shengnu Mountain and went south to Baibuhong. Play the flute, drink wine, and return home by the moon. For the rest of the day, I had nothing to do, so I stood in the Yellow Tower in my feathered clothes at night, looking at each other and smiling, thinking that after Li Taibai died, there would be no such happiness in the world for more than three hundred years. After Dingguo had been gone for more than a month, he and his master Shenliao set off into the flood to reminisce about their past travels. They thought they were relics of the past and sighed. Therefore, he composed two poems, one with a few remaining references, and the other with a message to determine the country. In addition, Yan Changdao and Shu Yao invited him to write a poem together. The long flood jumps into the waves, and the light boat goes south like a shuttle. The navy is shouting and the geese are rising, and the rocks are quarreling along the line. Just like a rabbit flying and an eagle landing, a horse bets on a slope of thousands of feet. The broken string and the arrow were released from the pillar, and the flying lightning passed through the gap and the bead turned over the load. The four mountains are dizzy and the wind sweeps my ears, but I can see thousands of eddies arising from the flowing foam. Although the joy in danger is quick, it is not like Shuibo praising the autumn river. The days and nights of my life pass by, and I sit down and sleep with a single thought that exceeds Silla. In the drunken dream, people are fighting for each other, how can you believe that thorns are buried in the bronze camel. I felt like I was looking down for a thousand eons, and when I looked back at the water, I felt like a snake. You look at the green rocks on the shore. In ancient times, the eyes were like bees' nests. But if this heart has no place to live, even if the creation is moving, it will be like nothing else. Back on the boat, the [horses] all went back and talked more about what the master said. The beautiful woman refuses to return her eyes, and the young man wants to talk to prevent the flying shuttle. The boat floats on the water to buy a smile, and the oars grind against each other's shoulders while drunk. Unlike the knights from Luli in Chang'an, Diao Qiu walks on Rouge Slope at night. I wrote the poems alone to thank the flowers, and waded across the river to collect lotus flowers in the autumn river. I don't know what the poem says, but I feel a slight dimple on my cheeks. When I was in Yufu, I sat upstairs in the yellow building and saw the Weaver Girl crossing the river. After returning, the sound of the flute fills the valley, and the bright moon is shining on Jin Boluo. How can I be thrown into the dust, disturbing the flock of fur and bullying the lying camel? If you don't think about empty fasting, the old, the sick, and the elderly, who will be the same as you if you stop eating? Sometimes when I come to Hong to look at the ruins, I can't bear to see the teeth and moss. When the poem was completed, tears burst down from both eyes, and the sad chanting was like a sheep. I want to send a beautiful woman a brocade letter, but the night is cold and my hands are cold and there is no one.

361. "Eight Poems of Dongpo (Combined Narration)"

In the second year of my stay in Huangzhou, I was in dire straits. My old friend [Ma] Zhengqing mourned me and lacked food, so I asked him to camp for dozens of acres in the county, so I could work on it. . The land has been barren for a long time and has become a field of thorns and rubble, and there has been a severe drought every year. The labor of cultivating and cultivating it has exhausted all the strength. I sighed while sighing, so I wrote this poem to express my gratitude for my hard work. I forget my hard work when I am a few years old. No one cares about the abandoned fortress, and the ruins are covered with basil. Whoever can donate their strength will not be repaid at the end of the year. A solitary traveler has nowhere to escape. Bringing rubble to pick up, the dry soil is not anointed. Among the rugged grass thorns, I want to shave an inch of hair, sighing and sighing, when will my height be high? Although the barren fields are wild and rough, the high hills and hills have their own habitats. In Xiaxi they grow rice and rice, and in Dongyuan they grow jujube and chestnuts. There are Shu scholars in the south of the Yangtze River, and they have been begging for mulberry fruits. Good bamboo is not difficult to plant, but it may be whipped. I still need to figure out a good place to make arrangements for my room. House children burn dry grass and go out to report from the dark well. I don't dare to wait until I'm full, but I can't wait to drink from the gourd. Since ancient times, there has been a small spring, coming from the far back of the mountain. Walking through the city and passing through the settlements, you can see the evil and strong Peng Ai. Go to Ke Shi Pi, ten acres of fish and shrimp gathering. The dry springs are also exhausted every year, and the withered duckweed sticks to pieces. Last night there were clouds in Nanshan, and the rain reached a plow away. Xunran is searching for the past and blaspheming, knowing that I understand the desolate gathering. The mud celery has perennial roots, and every inch of it is alone. When the snow buds move, the spring doves will fly. (Sichuan people value celery, buds and spinach, and make it with mixed dove meat.) I can count the joys of planting rice before the Qingming Festival. The hair is empty and the spring is dark, and the needle water smells good words. (People in Sichuan regard drizzle as rain. When the rice is first born, the farmers say that the needles of the rice are coming out.) When the rice is divided and early summer, the wind gradually lifts the leaves. On the moonlit dew, beads hang down one by one. When autumn comes, frost and ears are heavy, supporting each other upside down. But I heard that grasshoppers were like wind and rain in the border area. (When the rice is ripe in Sichuan, grasshoppers fly in swarms in the fields, like small locusts, but do not harm the rice.) The newly pounded rice is put into the steamer, and the jade grains shine in the basket. I have been eating Guancang, red rot and other dirt for a long time.You should know this taste when you are doing it, I have already promised it to you. Good farmers cherish the fertility of the land, but fortunately there has been a ten-year drought. The mulberry tree has not yet been completed, but there is hope for a wheat crop. It has not been more than a month since the seeds were planted, and the coverings are already gray. The farmer told me not to let the seedlings grow. If you want to be rich, you must indulge your cattle and sheep. Thank you again for your bitter words. I will not forget it when I am full. It can be peeled during the jujube planting period and chopped during the pine planting period. Things happened ten years ago, and my plan has been exhausted. Ten years is nothing, a thousand years is like wind and hail. According to old news about Li Hengnu, this strategy can be learned. I have a fellow minister, whose official residence is in Haoyue. (Li Gongze also.) Leave me three inches of sweetness, and the illuminated seat will be shining brightly. If a hundred kinds of plants can be cultivated, it will be abundant in spring. I want to see the green and yellow hanging from the corner of the house between the bamboo fences. Pan Zi has been out of tune for a long time and sells wine in Jiangnan Village. Guo Sheng originally planted crops and sold medicine in Xishiyuan. It is also a good thing in ancient times, maybe it is Aya Sun. There are ten acres of bamboo at home, and guests knock on the door all the time. I am poor and old, but my three sons live alone. He stayed with me on Dongpo and shared my meal with me. I felt sorry for Du Shiyi and discussed the matter with Zhu Ruan. My master Bu Zixia is a younger brother from all over the world. [Horse] Born into a poor man, he stayed with me for twenty years. Look at me day and night, asking for points to buy mountain money. Now I have spent my whole life tired, and I have left my field to cultivate the land. When you shave the back of a turtle, it will become felt. Poor [Ma] was born crazy, but he still praises me for being virtuous. People who laugh will never regret it, and if you give one thing, you will receive a thousand.

362. "Yuan Xiu Cai (Combined Narrative)"

The beauty of the dishes is from my hometown. My old friend Chao Yuanxiu is fond of it, and I am also fond of it. Yuan Xiuyun: If I send Kong Beihai to see you, should I return my dishes? Because it is called Yuan Xiucai. I have been away from home for fifteen years, thinking about it but not finding it. Yuan Xiushi came from Shu and saw Yu Yuhuang, so he wrote this poem to send it to his son and planted it under the clouds on the east slope. Bi Meijun's dishes are spread out in green and velvety fields. The pods are round and small, and the sophora buds are thin and abundant. The seeds are planted after the autumn rain, and the beauty is cultivated in the frost. They are about to bloom but have no calyx, just like caterpillars. It's a girl in a green skirt at that time, how hasty to pick. When the sun returns to Xiang, the fragrance and color become more and more beautiful. Order some wine and add salted black bean paste, orange juice, ginger and green onion. How about chickens and dolphins, but I am afraid that the chopsticks will be empty. Spring has ended, the seedlings and leaves are old, and the plowing has turned over the misty and rainy bushes. Moisturizes with sweetness and warms into green mud. Always bear no responsibility to myself, and have the same strength as dung soil. I always forget my home, and Chuyin becomes a child. This thing is uniquely charming and will remain on your breasts all year round. When you return to your son, do not send a letter to him if the bag is full. Zhang Qian moved alfalfa, which is suitable for use as sunflower root. [Horse] Aided by coix, Luosheng and other artemisia. At the foot of the east slope of Xuanzhi, there are thousands of bells. The chief envoy from Qi'an pointed out that there were two men.

363. "Five Poems of Qiting (Combined Narration)"

In the first month of the third year of Yuanfeng, Yu Shi was banished to Huangzhou. When they arrived at the mountain twenty-five miles north of Qiting, there were white horses and green caps coming to greet them. I left with my old friend Chen Zhen Jichang who stayed for five days and wrote a poem. In the first month of next year, I will see you again. Ji often makes people tired in the middle of the journey. If I don't kill for a long time, I am afraid that Jichang will be killed by Yu, so I compose a poem with the previous rhyme to kill Jichang and leave Jichang behind. Ji Chang has stopped killing himself, and the people in Qiting have become more diverse, some of whom do not eat meat. After that, when I see him several times, I will write a poem, and the poem will rhyme with the previous one. In the fourth year of Huang's reign, Fanyu visited Ji Chang three times, and Ji Chang came to see Yu seven times, spending more than a hundred days together. In April of the seventh year, the remainder moved to Ruzhou, from Jianghuai to Luoluo. Those who sent it all stopped at Cihu, while Ji Chang went to Jiujiang alone. The previous rhyme was reused and divided into five chapters as a gift. Yesterday the clouds were heavy and the east wind melted the snow. The vegetation in the distant forest is dark, and the nearby houses are wet with fireworks. There is a hidden gentleman below, and he can be content by singing songs. Knowing that I was cold, I felt anxious to drink. Touching the neighbors' hands, going around the village to catch geese and ducks. There is the sound of clanging utensils in the house, and the light of fruits and vegetables is AA25. I've heard about the beauty of wormwood for a long time, and I've seen the new shoots turn red for the first time. Wash the cup and drink the goose yellow, sharpen the knife to cut the white bear. After a while I got drunk and fell asleep in my turban. When I woke up at night, I was crying from the copper bottle. Huangzhou is far away, but I am afraid that I will be short of friends. I should be in peace with my master, and you will not have this guest. When I came to Jing'an in the morning, I saw a collection of peaks and mountains. I am mourning the clams in the basket, keeping my mouth shut to protect the remaining juice. I also mourned the fish caught in the net, and vomited slightly wet from the mouth. The other side suffers from the intestinal disease. How can I get it if I go too far? It's not cold or warm when we meet, so this is the most urgent thing to do. Lu Huaishen is missing, and the pot looks like a duck. All the passengers couldn't help laughing, and Kunran said it was AA25. When Wang Wuzi is not seen, his knife will turn red every time he eats it. There are dolphins in the glass, and there are people in them who are milky white. Lu Gongxin was poor and poor, and his hair was full of hair. Although Wu Zi is luxurious, he is still crying before death. Sir, I have thousands of gold jade to protect this one ant. One year is like a dream, and a hundred years is like a passerby. You have no intention of scrapping this chapter. Yan Shi compiled Du Ji. The bees in the Jun family are making nests, adding paint every year. I am wearing a cow-pierced nose, and my tongue is curled up to wet myself. I have passed you three times in two years, this trip is really worthwhile. Loving you is like a drama, knocking on the door to know the priority. I have a red-cheeked child who can sing mallard. We can see each other through the curtain, the flowers and mist are light AA25AA25. Get the yellow seal for me, and tear down the official Nichi personally.You still have to use your hands to order Yejiabai. I am happy that nothing has happened, and I have not worn a bow for ten years. Behind closed doors, we make babies, laughing and crying. The West is fighting hard, and who can fill the gap in generals? The eight formations are shown in the picture, and the host and guest are changed when they are combined. There is no need to personally serve in the army, just sit and discuss and teach the emperor. Sour wine is like soup, sweet wine is like honey. In Huangzhou City for three years, I drank alcohol but it was wet. If I make more choices, how easy will it be to get drunk? Many thoughts are overwhelming, and the Internet is banned day and night. The neighbor to the west is pushing a urn full of food, and the pigs and ducks are drunk. Jun's family is as big as the palm of your hand, but the house is dilapidated and has no shelter AA25. How can I get this wine? I am cold-faced and jealous of you. He must be a good person and offer thousands of stones to Li Bai. I have been drunk for three days, and my hair is unkempt. Late at night, I want to cross the wall, and I lie down thinking about the spring urn and weeping. Your slave also laughs at me, with bald temples and missing teeth. It's been three years since I arrived, and I've been getting unwanted visitors every year. There are so many clogs in life, don’t be tired of coming together frequently. The withered pine is strong enough to penetrate the ointment, and the haggard bamboo is about to drain its juice. Two poor people deserve to meet each other. They should mourn each other and not be wet with each other. I don’t know how I can get along with you. I'm lucky to talk to you, but I'm not in a hurry. I would like to be a falcon, not a duckling. I travel to early summer and cook wine to reflect the AA25. Where is my hometown? To the west I see thousands of red mountains. I would like to travel to Dingan and return home. The vast expanse of white is spreading to the east. Once happy and peaceful again, dancing flowers and falling bows. I will speak bitter words without having my children cry. I don't have many, how can you not lack any of them? Everyone said goodbye and closed their doors to thank all the guests. The empty hall is clean and the floor is clean, and the empty white roads are gathered.

364. "Liu Yi's new work on Shooting Hall (Yi's father once knew Meizhou. The first work on this title: book"

Lan Yu was the governor of the past, and he shot through the flowers with two spears. Now the white-headed horse is idle, and only the clear bottle shines Draw a snake. The lonely little pavilion is full of spider webs, and the willows are hanging in the shade. After the spring breeze, I put the wine to watch the king's halberd teeth.

In the same year, my friend Li Jun was worried. His courtesy name was Xianzhong. Unfortunately, he died early and Shi was not able to travel with him. He met his son in Nanjing when he was young. The funeral of the emperor was not carried out, and the poor did not dare to mourn the hunger and cold. They did not pay tribute to the four mournings, and they died without closing their eyes. When I met my old friend Liang Xianji, I heard that Yu Dang returned to Gengyangxian, and took ten pieces of silk and one hundred taels of silk as a gift to say goodbye. It was impossible. He left it behind and said: This is also a gift from a benevolent person, and he also wrote poems to inform the emperor and the common people. He was twenty-five years old, and his writing was brilliant and his integrity was extraordinary. This is not the end of the world for those who are poor. I am deeply saddened by my passing. I was born in the same year, but the days are long and the moon is short, and the fire is burning. The descendant has a strange bone, and his words are already strong. Who knows the living body again, and the deceased is not alone. He does not know the warmth of the loess. Zitang is drought. Who can get rid of Zuo?

366. "He Wang Jinqing (Combined Narrative)"

Prince-in-law Wang Shen Jinqing, the hero of the second year of Yuanfeng, was demoted to Huanggang. The Qing of Jin was also tired and relegated to a distant place, and he had not heard from me for seven years. After I was summoned, the Qing of Jin also returned to the court. When he saw each other outside the palace, he sighed and wrote poems to express his sorrow and poverty. Not resentful, peaceful but not arrogant. I pity my noble son for his ambition, so I followed Yun. At that time, he was dancing alone against the bright moon, sleeping drunk among the grass thorns. . When I wake up, I send you a message from a thousand miles away. I am so disappointed that I have been traveling for a long time. I want to write a letter about flying swans in the west, but it is not enough to save my life. Ear, what is a blessing? It is better to forget about the two. I can write a letter and go back to Laohu Mountain. I have been planting trees for ten years. He is still alive, and he is still divided into assassins. There is a certain distinction between the wise and the foolish. The article He Zuyun said that he was waiting for medical advice. The Qiang captives were not arrogant yet. (Yuan Tiangang said to Dou Gui: If you are a true general, you should not kill too many people.) Why should I ask for a long tassel and fight against He Huangfu?

367. "Ciyun Huang Luzhi Painting" The work of the Horse Examination Institute"

The young man saddled [horse] and traveled far, lying down and hearing the sound of wind and rain on the grass. Seeing this, he suddenly thought about short-term strategies. After ten years, the flesh of his thighs has been worn out. How can I become thinner by accompanying you to write poems? It is not as good as Taro Kui's return. Rice beans. In front of the door, Yu Shi Cong ordered the old man to retire in three days, and Xianjun had a pair of oranges in his arms.)

368. "The father-in-law of King Xuanyi of Qingyuan won the official position through repeated promotions and became Hongya, the chief register of Yazhou household"

The play invites Qin Shaoyou, a bachelor of Huang Luzhi, and each of the virtuous and talented people to write a poem for the old man. Like children and officials like slaves. Officials and people should not look upon me as an official. I am a literate farmer. When his wife cries about her son and the governor is angry, sometimes a wild man comes to pull his beard. When I brush my clothes and take the exam, I don’t have taro, rice, beans. Returning to the roadside of Seocho Bridge, I still wear a life pot while traveling alone. In front of Ci Lao Rock, he called himself to cross the river, while people on the Qingyi River struggled to help him. This year there are gatherings in several prefectures in the Silkworm Market, among which there are survivors who cherish their traditional folk clothes. The Guizhou people in the city look like each other, with white beards and red belts, and they are not gray when they are old. I want to return to the west to predict my neighbors. I hold my palms across the wall and sing. If you don't follow the example of the mountain king riding a horse, you will turn around and point your finger at Huang Gonglong.

369. "Li Boshi's painting of a royal horse with a red head"

Shanxi war [horse] is hungry and has no meat, chewing long straw at night like chewing bamboo. Three feet between hoofs is Xu Xing. I don’t believe there are pits and valleys in Tianshan Mountain. How can it be like a stable [horse] with a red head, lying down in the slanting sun after returning from a battle? Don't teach You Meng Bu's burial place. Thick clothes and salary are included in the bronze calendar.

370. "Ningxiang Pool (1st work: Fenghe Ningxiang Pool)"

It seems that the golden [horse] guest is dreaming of Bijifang. The ice and snow disappear, and the smoke waves write about my hometown. Ming Luan showed his composure, and his horse flew back for a long time. Begging for envoys from the three Koreas, new pictures came to Lelang. (At that time, the Korean envoys were in the capital, and whenever they visited scenic spots, they often returned home with pictures.)

371. "The three poems of "Serving the Drinking Room Upstairs in the Shangyuan Dynasty" are in the same row (one is the night of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month)

The bright moon and sparse stars surround Jianzhang, and the fairy wind blows Under the royal stove, the courtier stands in a clear view, and a red cloud holds the Jade Emperor. The thin snow has just disappeared, and the fields have not yet been plowed. I sell salary to buy wine to see peace. My Lord is diligent and thrifty, and there will be laughter in the good years. 】 Crowds of people from Jiuqu dispersed for the moon. When they returned, there was only a broken lamp, but there was still a man named Chuangan.

372. "Song of Yangma"

When I passed through Luling, I saw that Xuande Lang had become an official and Zeng Jun Anzhi had written a grain manual. When I traveled to Wuchang, I saw farmers riding on their horses, with elm and jujube as their belly to make them slippery, and Catalonia as their backs to make them light. In the middle, the head of the bamboo pole is tied to tie up the rice seedlings. It travels thousands of miles a day, and the author is very tired.

373. "Historical Records"

Yu rode on a sleigh for four years. It's like a dustpan, and it's like a seedling [horse]. I wrote a song [horse] and attached it to the last cloud of the grain tree. My wife is walking on cement, her waist is like a harpoon pecking a chicken, her muscles and bones are sore and her voice is sore. Remove the horns and use my two feet as four hooves. The towering jumps are like a falcon, and the slender bundles can also be used. Suddenly, Lu Yue came back and hung up on the wall. He didn't cry when he was hungry. , I don’t know that I have my own wood.

374. "Poems of Chao Yun (Quoted)"

The world said that there is porridge and willow branches in Lotte, and the Lord is old and sick and can't bear to go. However, there is a poem in the dream: Spring. If Xu Fei can't stay, who will he leave if he goes with the wind? Lotte also says: Sickness and Lotte live together, and the spring comes with Fan Zi. There are many concubines in the Yu family who have resigned in four or five years. Du Chaoyun followed Yu to the south. I wrote this poem after reading Lotte Collection. Chaoyun's surname was Wang, and he was from Qian Tang Dynasty. The good companion Ling Xuan. Anu Luoxiu is different from the old, the goddess Vimalakirti explains the Zen, the new work of the medicine furnace, the dance of the clothes and the old fate. Yuan Night (written by Huizhou)"

The year before last, I served on the jade chariot, with thousands of lanterns hanging on the door, and pearls and stars decorating the temples. Last year, the old and sick people were also in the night market, and the iron horses were ringing. Spring ice. This year, Yunfang sent the monks to the mountain. There were scattered palm trees among the trees, and the moon was shining in the woods. The flutes and drums came to the pines to ask for wine. , (Jia Daoren also.) It can easily rise several times in one fell swoop. When Haoge goes out, I will return to Bouteng.

376. "Ji Shao Sikang (quoted)? A play composed of Jia Liang's Taoist poems?"

. Wang Ling said to Jia Chong: "Are you not the son of Jia Liangdao? You want to treat the country with people." From this point of view, Liang Daozhi has been loyal to Wei for a long time. When King Sima Jing returned with Ling, he passed by the Liang Dao Temple. Ling shouted, "I am also a loyal minister of the Wei Dynasty." When King Sima Jing was ill, he saw Ling and Liang Dao guard and killed him. The two of them can be said to be the most loyal and righteous, and they are as good as You Ming. However, the spirit of Liang Dao cannot be blamed for his son's betrayal, and even the first one can be successful. This is also incomprehensible. So I wrote a little poem about it. Ji Shao had a son like Kang, but Xi Chao rebelled against Jian and had no grandson. Now he hates Jia Liangdao even more. If he doesn't kill Gonglu, he will kill Ziyuan.

377. "Five Poems of Ci Da Bangzhi and Ziyou"

My brother is very lonely when he comes from the East, so my old friend stayed here to drink to soothe the cold. A new path is opened in the corner of the deserted city, and the old beach is lost when the rain enters the river and floods it. The traces of chariots and horses are not swept away, and the words "reciprocating" for singing and entertainment should be diffuse. I would like to revise this poem by you and wait for it to be read by Jiangnan Zibu.

378. "Three Poems with Huanglong and Qing Lao"

Riding a donkey to look for donkeys is ridiculous, and using [horse] as a metaphor for [horse] is also a fool's errand. One day, the moonlight is good for whom, the two old people know each other.

379. "He Wang Dingguo"

The song of departure adds a sigh, and the ancient tune is planned to be performed. If you don't follow the swallows, they will sing in the sky for a long time. Mr. Qu Teng gets on [horse], I am lonely and return to the city. Tomorrow, outside the east gate, an empty boat will sail alone.

380. "I saw Li Xitai and Er Qian singing four quatrains in the Kinmen Temple, and used them in the play"

He was used to riding in boats all his life, and he was afraid of starting before the wind when riding a [horse]. I want to ask the king to beg for talisman bamboo, but I am worried that there is no prison state.

381. "The Analects of Confucius, the final chapter, giving lectures on governing"

Embroidered clothes and paintings with clouds hanging down to the ground would not make the king cut the tongs. The sun is high and under the yellow umbrella in the Western Qing Dynasty, the wind blows and the locust dragon dances among the green trees. The beetle slips in the wall are thousands of years old, and the lacquer calligraphy department shines into the sky. The Confucian scholars are no longer worried about kissing dryness, and the Eastern Palace gives wine like a flowing spring. After drinking heavily, I bowed to the gift of a thousand gold coins, and a piece of paper Jingluan returned with the character "phoenix". His pale face and white hair shine, and there are thirty-four pearls on his sleeves. The returning carriages and horses are noisy, vying to see the bright silver hooks. It spreads among thousands of people in one day, and I am happy to see the first chapter of the cloud chapter. In the daytime, the jade hall conceals the silence of the books, and the bells and ropes do not ring and the bells leak forever. Mo Yan writes several lines of calligraphy, and must believe that the time is peaceful and the master is holy. The dogs and sheep dispersed in the desert sky, and Jie Feng arrived at Ganquan Palace at night. It seems that when I heard that the commander was building Shangjun, I felt that there was no Xirong in talking and laughing. Emperor Wensi learned from Wen's mother, and finally closed the Jade Pass and resigned from [Ma] Wu. I would like to write a cursive ruler on the crape myrtle flower to attract praise.

382. "Dragon and Horse Picture"

The first emperor had three thousand horses, and he once rode a jade camel in battle. The golden cauldron has transformed into a dragon, and the people in the empty pile weep in the west wind.

Go out and sit down in the evening to greet the sun. The corridor is illuminated by a crimson gauze jade axe. The savages do not know the angles of the sun and the moon, as if they still remember the light of their eyes. It's a dream to come back after three years. The pines and junipers on the bridge and mountains are miserable and windy. Who dares to paint the sky's jade color? The teacher's book is closed in the ancient temple. In the dream, I had gained something from the divine teaching, but I felt that I had forgotten the letter and handwriting. The scarf is often worn without moving, and the lonely minister bursts into tears at the door. The elders sit on the throne with eyebrows and eyebrows, and the tiger ministers stand with crowns and swords. Throughout his life, he was accustomed to writing about dragons and phoenixes, and he was willing to take care of apes and deer among the grass. Everyone has broken through the iron gate, and the gold and white jade are piled up in the sky. You came to copy it and came to me, saying that I was the late Emperor Baifalang. There is no need to look in the mirror and sit down. Next year I will beg my body and return to my hometown.

289., Pu Fu's poem with fourteen rhymes, "Jin"

Looking up at the sun in the mountains, there is no cloud in the sky in Chang'an. Returning to Chang'an and looking up the mountain, things have changed. The orchestra has gone and the guests have dispersed, only Ma Qi is weaving a golden spring. Wowa is thousands of miles away, and it needs to be full of wind and snow to light up the mountains and rivers. I lived in a luxurious house eating preserved dates, and for ten years I bowed before the dragon flag. But due to thinness and illness, his bones were abnormal, and the salt truck was in trouble. The romantic literary talent is endless, and the ink and wash compete with poetry. Why paint a mountain without the people in the mountain? Field songs have not known the fields since ancient times. Zheng Qian has two of the three most outstanding kings, and his strokes can save three hundred years. If you want to make the rocks and valleys chaotic and graceful, your eyebrows and peaks will be repaired and you will praise Lianjuan. How can there be a dream of spring in the world? This body will sleep like an old silkworm for three times. You will never be able to stay secluded in the mountains for long. You have to live like a fairy on the plains. If you can make water and stone grow in your eyes, who would be my best friend but you? I hope you will never forget your stay in Ju, and when you are happy, you will write about Prisoner Mountain.

290. "A Gift to Li Siyan, a Mighty Scholar"

The King of Wei's big ladle is filled with five stones, and they will be planted in peace and tranquility. Poor young master, holding ten oxen, what can he gain after three years at sea? Mr. Shao has little responsibility and unruly talent, and he rose from the ranks of the army to Shan Yutai. Tianshan wants to capture it with three arrows. Who is the general in white? I once drank feathers when encountering strange rocks at night. How many halberd branches are there in the play? I swear to return the [horse] body wrapped in leather, and I am willing to learn from the children of the class. Huo Zhi knew how much he had been granted the title of Marquis Wei, but Mr. Laoyi was trapped on the road. Drinking heavily and talking about life again, knotting socks is still worthy of drumming again and again. Thousands of people have abandoned their books and donated their swords to learn, and all the rich men and scholars have lost their jobs. He seems to have no hands in politics when he is on the road, and he is ashamed of being in the world. Nowadays, all he can do is talk, and Yunmeng is filled with doubts. Everything in the world is like nothing, and it is nothing to say to Mr.

291. "There is a pavilion in the small garden of Xinlaofei Tianqingguan in the north and I beg for my name to the Taoist Shanzong."

The spring breeze is about to stir and the north wind is gentle, sending the wild geese home by the Guiyan Pavilion. Guests from Shu travel farthest to the south, and Wushan is cold and snowy. After the boat left, there was a lot of chaos, and when the five [horses] came, the guests were confused. Only Taoists should never forget, holding the qin and silently standing in the slanting light.

292. "Tiger"

It is old news that pearls are born from old clams, but old rabbits are born from dodders. The old rabbit claims to be the thing in the moon. If he doesn't ride a fast [horse], he will ride a toad. The toad crawls on the sand and refuses to walk. He sits with his green shirt and white beard hanging down. Yu Tu's horse is not as fierce as Qu, and he commands the yellow bear to drive the black turtle. There is no need to apply cinnabar and purple musk, and your eyes will be like a fox with a hundred steps. Don't boast about your cleverness as a demon fox. If you don't work hard, you'll be a fool.

293. "Tiegou Xing Presented to Qiao Taibo"

The east slope of the city is like Long He, the wind blows and the sea waves rise again. The sick guards in the city did nothing, and came on horseback to look for water in the iron ditch. The water in the iron ditch is too shallow to be plowed, just like Han and Hou in the past. What's the point of having fish but not having fish? Chatting while chatting with me is full of worries. There are no shops in deserted villages. If you want to talk arrogantly, you have to fight with wine. The setting sun on the top of the mountain is a golden basin on the side, and the white head is scratched upside down. Suddenly I recall that when Xi Jun was young, his fur and horses were light and thin. Arms bowed, waist bowed and arrows drawn down the south mountain, chasing after Changyang to shoot the hunter. When I grow old, I will become haggard with you, and when I get drunk at night, I will not avoid others. The old general will be resurrected next year, but he is not willing to kill Ba Lingwei first.

294. "Send Duan to farm and get a share of the land"

The ancient husband, the envoy to encourage farmers, did not hesitate to wear his spring clothes in the mud. The king's affairs are extensive, and the king is very arrogant. He is a frequent visitor and has two beards. Tianmaju, the magistrate of Dongwu County, Mr. Pangong is not a vulgar scholar. The four sons are drinking together in the wild. There is no such joy in this city. It is easy to carry a pot with a stick by the stream. It is not easy to wear a waistband and a waistband. In Jiaoxi, the disease is old and clumsy, and sitting in an empty space is full of sorrow and ink. How foolish is it for a forty-year-old to not know his head and not to be afraid of others?

295. "Zhao Langzhong went to Ju County for more than a month and returned with a pot left behind, which is still in Yuan Yun"

The owner of the east neighbor did not return from a trip, and he heard the tragic song of the corpse every night. People in front of the door are making noises, and the family is as happy as spring brew. How could the king ever complain about being alone and talented? How could the family members tolerate being slandered and slandered? The older one stumbles across the threshold, while the younger one babbles and embroiders the tent. I will teach you how to dance with my sleeves to control the cold. I also want to sing the urn in the night kitchen. Don't ridicule me when you write poems and send me wine, lest you make me laugh at you when you retreat.

296. "Sima Junshi's Paradise"

Green hills are above the house, and flowing water is under the house. There are five acres of garden in it, with beautiful flowers and bamboos. The fragrance of flowers hits the stick, and the color of bamboo hits the cup.Bottles of wine are enjoyed in the spring, and chess games wax and wane in the summer. Luoyang's ancient toast has an elegant custom. The husband can't get out of his bed, and the crown and cover of Luoshe are all over the place. Although the clouds are happy with everyone, there are those who are happy alone. All talents and virtues are intangible, but I only know what is valuable but I have few. What's the matter with Mr. Gu alone? He can be cultivated by looking at the world. Children recite the truth of the king, and the soldiers know the commander [horse]. With this desire to return home safely, I will never let go of creation. Our reputation is so great that this disease is caused by nature. Mr. Smiling with his palms, he has been mute for many years.

297. "Zhang Tianji, a man who crossed Yunlong Mountain"

The rain has just begun to fall in the suburbs, and the wind is clear and good. The sick guard was also pleased, and he walked with his father to Bai Mendao. There are crickets swallowing in the barren fields, and pears and dates hanging in the village lanes. There are secluded people living below, and the birds are noisy behind closed doors. The west wind is strong and strong, sweeping away the fallen leaves. A lonely boy lies down in the slanting sun, and a sick [horse] leaves autumn grass. There is nothing in the ruins, and the walls can be destroyed at any time. Jun's family has its crown and cover, and silk and bamboo are used to protect neighbors. Escape from the publicity and cleanse yourself morally. He works hard to support the sick, and supports a centenarian. Poems and calligraphy paste kiss the cheeks, and Shu water charms the old woman. When the weather is cold and hungry, the qi and chrysanthemums are harvested. Dong Shaonan is kind and filial, and a chicken and a dog hug each other. My life is like sending messages to my ears, and it is not too early to return home. How dare we forget the old mountain, but we are afraid of forcing Hua Hao. Xijun learns how to grow bamboo shoots, and they work hard with each other during wine fights.

298. "Three Yangguan Ci Poems Presented to Zhang Jiyuan"

was sent to the city by a purple-bearded man, and played [horse] on the ancient battlefield of Tainan. I hate you for not taking the Khitan head, and the golden jiaya flag returns to your hometown.

299. "Cry Diao Jingchun"

I miss my seniors when I am studying, and I always regret that I will not be born early. There are many young people in the field, but they can still see this old man. This old tree is as old as a pine or a cypress, and is not affected by frost or snow. Straight into the middle of the hair, it nourishes itself to the point of being embraced. If the great talent is of no immediate use, it will wither away at a thousand years old. The article was written at the beginning of the year, and the wind is full of charm. As a human being, I am as thin as silk. Although it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong, it is better to look at it again and again. The year before last, I traveled to Wuyue and drank wine to celebrate my birthday. There is no morning or night when the door is locked, and the traces of a hundred mistakes have not been swept away. But I know that Mr. De is disgusted with Qiu's sister-in-law. When I say goodbye, I will be eighty, and I will know later that there is no guarantee. Yesterday I wrote a letter from an old friend, saying that I have been mourning my loss for many years. (Jing Chun’s wife died first.) The bridge water is sad, and the cold algae is dancing in it. There is no one in the hall, and the thin [horse] is empty and full of love. I want to go to the east of the Yangtze River and drink wine from a bottle while walking. There is no Hejian in Jinghu Lake, but weeping on Jishan Road. I can't bear to see thousands of pine hills and barren ponds without autumn grass.

300. "From Xingguo to the Savage House Twenty-five Miles South of Junsu Shitian Post"

There are three hundred stacks of green hills on the stream. Hurry up and wear your light shirt. There are people who live near the mountains and cultivate bamboos. The clear springs across the road know that I am thirsty. The bamboo stick of the mango shoe is light and soft, and the bed of Pujian pine is also fragrant and smooth. Late at night, the wind and dew filled the courtyard, and only a solitary firefly could be seen opening and closing by itself.

301. "Guizhen Pavilion"

Former Xiaohuan Si [Ma], now he is under the tutelage of Dr. Zheng. I don’t know how many years have passed, but I feel like I am old. Sacrificial rituals are passed down from family to family, and names are recorded on the territory. If you can read a thousand-character poem, you will see the turtle stoop.

302. "He fell off a horse and injured his hand with Zhou Zhengru"

He has completed his lifelong study of Taoism, how can he feel sorry for himself as a child? Drunk falling has never hurt the inner guard. Color and worry should be passed on first. When the book is empty, I gradually realize that the new poetry is strong, and it is a pleasure to watch the crabs walking. Selling old men for wine, shouting to fellow villagers to celebrate the New Year.

303. "Send Professor Anguo Back to Chengdu"

I have been away from you for twenty years, and I have lost my hair. Although my path is difficult, I will always be gentle and graceful. I have repeatedly retreated from the flying kites, and I am ashamed to see the dead fireflies. As soon as Rong [horse] falls, five frost leaves can be seen. Talking about swords at night is empty, and spring dreams are like transversal scriptures. The new science brings back the old ones, and the boy just begs for help. You must trouble Ling Yun's hands to enter the Shu star. The green moss is high in my room, and the ancient cypresses are in Weng's courtyard. When I first smelled the fragrance of Bianjian, I felt the smell of dysprosium at the front. There are young phoenixes in Min'e, and bamboo feathers are being cultivated. The sound of the woo echoes the rhythm, and the flying dance gathers Yu Ting. We will return to our old age, which is enough to comfort our remaining years.

304. "Er Xianyu Jun sent me poems and poems to thank you"

I Huaiyuan Youchu, Guizhang Manqing class. During the Wei Dynasty, Nanlong was old and his envoy was not returned. The old man told me that it is difficult to be young until one year old. This person is a star of virtue, sent out of danger. (Sima Wen Gong said to Shi: "Zi Jun is a lucky star. The people in Jingdong are very sleepy, so they are ordered to go there.") It is too late to call him, and the destiny is good and he is prudent. Once I lose my old age, I will be lonely and empty. So far, I have been dreaming all night, and there is still water in my pillow. I am pleased to hear that the second and third sons are married to the hairdresser Min Yan. The lofty discussion is overwhelming to the rivers and the Han people, and the poems of the Qing Dynasty are recited in the ring. I know from afar that it snowed for three days, and jade accumulated in Songshan Mountain. Whoever thinks of this secluded osmanthus sits on the bed covered with haze and suga. The old friend was in Yingwei and wrote poems about Qingling Bay.

305. "Zhongshan pine mash is sent to the king of Xiongzhou and introduced"

With a green beard and a thousand-year-old appearance, he is willing to have a glass of wine to have fun. The fragrance does not wait for the leaves in the turtle's nest. (People in the Tang Dynasty used lotus leaves as wine glasses, which is called Bitong wine.) Sweep the white leaves and chat with the cranes on the branches. When you are drunk, you will dance in the snow, and when you wake up, you will say goodbye to the wind. [Horse] It was not unintentional for the army to send off, but the people in the jade tent gathered together and composed poems.

306. "Wei Yan's Picture of Herding Horses"

It was collected by the emperor with magical craftsmanship and wonderful skills. After the death of Cao Han in Jiangdu, no one left it. The human painting [horse] is Weihou, who swept Hualiu for him back then. Up to now, the hoofs of frost have trampled on the long catalpa trees, and people have been trapped and lying on their heads in the sand. The sandy garden is vast and the tribulus is autumn, and the wind and fog are blowing coldly. The dragon species still travels with the slaves. I am ashamed of the long straw and short beans. The eight luan and six bridles are not a [horse] strategy, they are from the Western Mountains and the Eastern Hills.

307. "Bonan Niukou's tenure as Zunsheng Chief never came back in time"

There is a small path on the river, buried deep in haze and mist. The rough road wants to say goodbye, but it disappears and comes back again. I didn't even say a word when I got off the horse, but I was already comforted. The rivers and lakes are vast, and we can go with them peacefully.

308. "The Dream of Giving a Horse to Guoqi"

The eternal Qiuchi acupoint, returning home to the Snow Hall. The diligent dream in the bamboo is like counting the kings of the mountain.

309. "He Tao Yong Jing Ke"

Qin is like a [horse] Hou Niu, Lu's family is not the winner again. Heaven wants to spread its poison, and fakes Li Keqing. He is complacent with his achievements and accumulates evil like the mausoleum. There will be a time when the body will be destroyed, Xu Guan can be safe. The sand dunes are in a state of disarray, and their crowns and tassels are smiling. The prince has a lot of patience, but he is not a millionaire. Wei and Han split Zhibo, and his elbows and feet were silent. Hu Wei abandoned it and made a conspiracy, and Tuoguo was born like crazy. Jing Ke has nothing to say, but Tian Zi is always astonished. There are many wonderful people in Yan and Zhao, but unfortunately they are also famous in vain. Killing the father and imprisoning the mother, how can this be tolerated in heaven? Only three households in Qin were destroyed, compared to dozens of cities in our country. Although it is not hurt by the gradual separation, the halberd will add to the Zhou camp. To this day, people all over the world admire Yan and want him to succeed. The scrapped book will take a breath, showing the eternal love.

310. "With Zhou Zhengru, he fell off his horse and injured his hand"

A new jade-nosed chariot was awarded to Tianshang, and it is only natural for old friends to share their sorrow. Although Xiangru is old, he is still talented, and he should be replaced by [horse] for another life.

311. "A beautiful poem is sent to Ouyang Jun, the master of Wei City"

The water is beautiful and overwhelming. I am pregnant with my husband and send my son to the corner of the city. The ocean is vast and the water is beautiful. I will send my son to the new crossing. Thinking of Songluo, I looked westward, and my son was riding on the white horse. White [horse] is an old country, its structure is restored, the people of the country shed tears, and they are the grandchildren of painted boats. His mouth and beard are similar to those of Shang Ke. He is a descendant of the people, and his son is named after him.

312. "Shangdu Yin"

There are guests on the stage chanting in the autumn wind, and their sad voices float into the air. A wandering girl from the side of the stage came to eavesdrop, trying to learn how to agree. What's wrong with you? You're two children from a thousand miles away from the Golden City. The white [horse] is a phoenix and a pass, and the mountains and rivers are empty and free. Why should I be sad? The river water is deeper in winter and the bream is cold and difficult to catch. The people listening to the song on the long river don't know what I mean, but they are sad.

313. "Quelles on Painting Horses when Watching Uncle in the Examination Courtyard"

Bamboo heads are snatched away from the land, and documents are piled up in the pile while sleeping and mumbling to themselves. Looking at [Horse], I want to take a rest from the dust, but I also want to go home and wash my robes and pants.

314.Three poems》

There are so many things so close, but the shadows are uneven. The path goes to the back of the river, and the water flows to the front stream. He said that he was unimaginable and had once been hoofed by people [horses]. When he was traveling as an official, he should point his sword to Shanxi.

315. "Send Song Jun off with his chariot"

Heavy rains swell the barren creek, and a foot of water creates a torrent. There are splashing carp in it, and they swim quickly. Anzhi knows that the red sun is shining, and the boiling waves are floating. The stone bank is narrow and narrow, and the scaled mane is as embarrassed as a prisoner. Once lost in Zaoyue, there will be sorrow. I swear that I will spread across the rivers and lakes, and I will be ashamed of myself. The rivers, lakes and deserted streams are of varying sizes. This faction and the other faction are connected to block the cultivation. He leaped forward in a transcendental way, as powerful as an eagle leaving the sky. Floating and sinking, there are many frogs, and the caves are close to Changzhou. Wash away the mud, and wear white fur coat. Who knows that as time goes by, the surge will cause throat pain. There are things in Ryall Creek, although they are trapped and have a long-term plan. It's not like the swamp, where there are thousands of fish in the four prisons. Even though there are rivers and lakes, there are mountains and rivers. Life is not like this, there is a reason for both poverty and prosperity. Mr. Guangping, my hometown, rarely travels with Qingbo. Heaps of gold and other roof beams, {Left and right crops, harvesting hundreds of hectares of autumn. There are beauties in the imperial court, and fat cows are roasted in the kitchen at night. Poor and down-to-earth scholars often collect money and silk. Once the wealth is gone, who will have green eyes in the alley? The children are hungry and cold, and relatives and friends have few donations. In the middle of the night, I sighed deeply and spoke generously. I am not a farmer, and I can do anything but be a coward. He is not a general and is not used to wielding a spear. How can I rest after I have been full of energy throughout my life? Today, I am the Duke Cheng, with a high position and excellent positions. There are nine official and noble clans, one Qianhualiu clan. Even though he is said to be rich and noble, he dares to give in to poverty and lowliness. The suffering of in-laws and relatives is not far away. How can I be trapped? {Left longevity and right ghost}. In August, the autumn wind is high, and the wind is moving lightly. The general came to say goodbye and asked for a gift of safety. The poor man is very poor, and he relies on the principles of Zhou. The fish in the stream understands this, and Kuangzi knows the Duke. [Horse] A strong servant is in good health. If you go away, nothing will be left.

316. "Sending fresh flowers to the capital, Cao Cao returns to his former residence in Guankou, Shu"

The frost has faded and the green copper still shines, but the spring snow still lingers on the long pine trees. I went to Xipu in the morning to collect taro, and at night I crossed the rope bridge to watch the dragon.Don't lament that you are tired of traveling without a horse, you will defeat an old and healthy enemy with a thousand bells. Ziyun was only here in the third generation to explain his illness to the southwest.

317. "Sending Zhu Chao to Shu"

There are mist clouds in Qingcheng, and the moon is bright and beautiful. Follow me from the northwest, shine my light forever. I am in the dust, and the white clouds call me home. I swim in the rivers and lakes, and the bright moon wets my clothes. The sky is high, and the clouds and moon are by my side. It is said that they are people in the mountains, and they are inseparable from each other. Dreaming about finding the southwest road, silently counting the long and short pavilions. It seems that the waves of Jialing River are jumping and blowing on the pillow screen. I send you nothing, I drink you [horse] from the clear river. The road passes through the bamboo forest, and the elders bow down to the horse. Don't be frightened and run away to hide. I am a friend of yours. Hearing a lawsuit is like a family member, and I will comment on it in detail. If I meet a friend in the mountains, he may ask me when I will return. Because his waist and feet are light, he is as good as stepping on a spring stone.

318. "Yangma"

The spring clouds are misty and the rain is miserable, and the spring seedlings are about to become old and green. Alas, my wife is walking in the cement industry. There is a ridge in the morning and a thousand borders in the evening. The waist is like pecking a chicken with the head of a konghou, and the muscles and bones are almost sore and hissing. I have a tung [horse] that I lift with my hands, my head is high and my belly is low. My back is covered with tiles and my horns are removed, and my two feet are used as four hooves. The towering jump slides like a falcon, and the slender waist can also be worn. Why use Fanying and the title of the moon, but go from the east of the border to the west of the border. The mountain city wants to close its doors to listen to the drums and rhinoceros, but suddenly the hut is built and jumps over the Tanxi River. After returning from high places and hanging on the wall, he did not cry when he was hungry but had no hay. When a young man rides on you to catch an old man, why do you ever jump to guard against him? Young Master Jinqing went to his boudoir and laughed at me for spending my whole life trampling on oxen and plows, not knowing that I had a wooden carriage.

319. "Send Cui Qigui's second song with Li Pengnian, and immediately record it"

The frost and dried trees fall in love with Qinchuan, and I am happy and light, chasing the birds. Greedy to see the dusk mountains, forgetting about the distance and distance, I force myself to accompany the returning guests to stay even longer. The mink fur coats are in the snow, and the appearance is beautiful, and the horses follow the eagles to pick up the wild food. To ask Mr. Li from Nanxi, my ambition should not be lost in the passing years.

320. "Send to Lu Xidaozhihezhou"

Last year I sent it to you to guard Liang, and this year I sent it to you to guard Liyang. Every year he was given away as a prefect, only to sit there and have his chest and intestines piled with dust. There are three generals in the Jun family, and the generals will not be rich until now. The young phoenix is ​​born with a seed, and the hair and bones are often passed on to the princes. Watching the king's rise and gloomy appearance, he will wear his sword and seek the bright light. Hu was running around for a small county many times, but the wind and sails were unfurled before he could conquer the [horse]. I was born to live in rivers and seas, and I still feel hesitant even though I have endured the shame. I have no words to give you a long sigh, the beautiful river is empty and ocean.

321. "He Duan Tuntian Jinglin Pavilion"

Nanshan has beautiful scenery, which is surprising even if there is no one there. The poems of the Qing Dynasty are used as the title, and the vegetation becomes beautiful. Thank you for your beautiful words, and leave them until the middle man returns. When the servants are tired and the horses are hungry, they will be whipped diligently. (Duan has a niece in Mizhou.)

322. "Three Poems from Yangguan in Reply to Li Gongze"

It was a good spring in Jinan, the snow was beginning to clear, and I walked to Longshan [Ma] Ashigaru. Please don't forget the girl from Feixi River, who makes the sound of heartbreak in Yangguan.

323. "The Yunlong Mountain View is burned with the word "Yun"

Ding Jurchen is a concubine in the water, and the cold mountain is on fire. Yushuang knew that he had been killed, and his family was burned for the first time. The beam shines brightly, and the stone is covered with mist. The beacon falls on the sweet spring, and the smoke spreads across the sky. Poor snakes climb trees and hide in the clouds. The wild goose was frightened and fell down, and it wandered wildly in confusion. The valley is buzzing, and the swallows are flying, and the mountain demon is scurrying around. The wild bamboos burst into mourning, and the faint osmanthus floats in the air. Sad as a crab in autumn, as happy as a mosquito in summer. The fire ox enters the Yan base, and the fire elephant rushes to the Wu army. At the entrance of Benteng Jingxing, all the horses are wearing red flags. The shadow of Lishan Mountain is swaying, and all the aunts are wearing red dresses. Just as the wind blows, it suddenly reaches the peak of the stream. I am a native of the mountains, and I am used to seeing and hearing about bandits. Occasionally, two or three sons came to visit Zhang Yinjun. What's the matter with Jun's family? Things move towards the sun. Watch the wine fly to embers, and the empty court will be filled with colors. As we walk and observe the beginning of farming, the borders and rows are like valerian patterns. Drizzle brings out spring flowers, while severe frost brings down autumn flowers. Then I realized that with one torch, all the foxes and rabbits could be wiped out.

324. "The person who was buried in Qin Shaoyou's dream was Liu Fa's coffin and the first hair of his age"

You see the three generations of people holding pheasants, and they originally thought of killing themselves as a small supplement. If you live in an official position and die in battle, your dream corpse will be an official. The Five Elements are superior to others, so I am an official. Officials are like grass and trees, and I am like soil. An official without a salary is like a guest, and it is not the ancient time to treat him as a pure minister. Feeding Yan said: "I offer you the honor of being a widowed monarch. How can I be compared to the minister of public affairs?" When the world is declining, a humble person loses his own self, and gains and losses are the opposite of sorrow and joy. The grass robes and reed baskets look charming, and people gather together for drinking and playing. Qujiang boats and moonlight lanterns are said to be dancing at funerals and singing at the tomb. Watching the flowers and walking [horse] to the east field, there are not enough people left. When I was young, I was young and generous, but I didn’t know the bitterness of poetry and wine. Therefore, he ordered his officials to send their dreams of being an official to a coffin, and advised his sons not to be corrupted by officials. Tu Che and Cuo Ling are all assumptions, look closely and you will not be mistaken. When the time comes, the sound of flying will come again, so there is no need to bother Wu Ju when entering and hiding.

325. "Send Wine to Chanzhou, Ouyang Bianjian"

Driving a drum cart with sweat and blood, how can you travel a thousand miles. In the midst of all the bad music, I want to test the virtuous son.Junjia Jiang Nanying washes his feet in the Canglang River. But crossing the old Yellow River, the horse's ears were buried in the rising sand. The origin is the source of creation, so what's the point of relying on it? When you read Chu Ziwen, there is no sadness or joy among the three officials.

326. "Two Poems of Ci Yun's Reply to Zhang Tianjue"

The carriage is light [the horse] has a stable bridle and strong title, but there are mosquitoes that like to attack. Don't blame me before you cut off your mouth. The world's poorest people are better than Chao Xian. What trouble do I have to control the wind and the wind? I have to grow pines and become earth hair. It's like the old Danxia of Hefo, but he pays a tribute of white hair to the coolness.

327. "Send the Seventh Cousin to Know Sizhou"

The rivers and lakes are out of sight, and the face is covered with dust. We tied the boat to Qingluowei and saw Huainan Mountain for the first time. Huaishan is so charming, and the servant girl smokes in the morning mirror. Hold this to entertain you, and lead the world with a smile. The king is like a horse in the sky, facing the Yan and Jingman at dusk. At that time, there was no king with good hands, and the old man was idle. Chatting should reveal nothing, subdue cunning and stubbornness. Don't say that no one knows, the ancient Buddha is near Tao Bay. An innocent person sees all kinds of things, and he sees the world of people. But to make this pleasant, the rest is really bad.

328. "Ci Yunzi sent four poems from Khitan to Zhuozhou"

The old man is dull and has escaped from the cold, and it is difficult for him to resume his speech and practice reasoning. If you want to go to Lulong to see the ancient fortress, write about Yishui and Diaoyandan. (I resigned from the post in the past year and was not sent to the north.) Hu Yang was able to sleep peacefully on behalf of [horse], and he spent a whole day in the south with his hair in poverty. I also saw Ziqing holding Han Jie, and I saw the old man weeping in front of the mountain in the distance. I have been in Shidu for many years, and I always ask Sansu with my tongue. (When Yu and Ziyu entered the capital, the envoy from the north had already asked where they were. I stayed with him in the pavilion, and the envoy from the north repeatedly recited Sansu prose.) But he knew that he was old and sick and was useless, so he wanted to ask the king about Qijing Lake. I first recalled Geng Yin's surrender to Qu Yuan, and watched the monk piety in the wax phoenix play. The man who has followed me for thousands of miles has a heart as strong as iron, so why should I bother to buy a field? (At that time, the son of You was late to attend the trip.)

329. "Return to the capital to send the son first"

The old body is tired [horse] The river embankment is forever, and the shadows of yellow elms and green locust trees are trampled. The rooster horn has not yet been updated three times in the month, and the guest dreamed of returning home to meet his wife. There is no time to return to the old rivers and lakes, and the gullies have not been filled yet. After the announcement was made in the Huangmen Hall, the imperial edict was issued to welcome him out of the province first. The flying green cover has been placed in Heliang. The salary is fixed, the yellow seal is given, and the tea is given. There is nothing to give to each other from afar, just a good harvest is said to be Huai Ying.

330. "Xie Zhongshi sat down to see off Wang Minzhong, the envoy to the north"

The wind shook the river, and the flying fog lost Taihang. If you don't know each other when you meet, you will get off your horse and your eyebrows will be yellow. Washing his eyes, he suddenly laughed in surprise when he saw this Yujie Lang. I am glad to have a wise master and share this remaining candlelight. In a dream, people are flying in the north and geese are flying in the south. My life is like sending a message to my ears, sending it to heaven. Fortunately, the son met the master of the Ming Dynasty, and Chen Jing entered the west chamber. The return date cannot be postponed, and it is appropriate to rely on each other by your side.

331. "When I was first demoted to Yingzhou, I gave Qi a gift of Ma Mengde"

His acupuncture point is eternal, and he returns home to the Snow Hall. The diligent chanting in the bamboo forest is even better than that of the King of Chaoshan.

332. "Ci Yun He Zi Yu Shen Yu is good at shooting"

The Luan Heron in China is vibrating on its own, how can you believe that the things in the corner are carried out? It is strange that a scholar can break it, just like a general can solve a thesis. Wearing Yang laughs at oneself, not an ape's arm, shoots a falcon and chases the [horse] army with long thoughts. If you look at your long body, you are the most worthy of learning. If you are as tall as your beard and feathers, you will be outstanding.

333. "Duan Inkstone Poems"

Leaving Beiyan behind with clouds, crossing the mountains into mid-summer. Re-borrow and cut Chu Mao, and write Ying Ju. There is no way to go against the will of the showman, and the words of the craftsman are extravagant. Bandits work hard to transport pounds, just like wearing a belt to prevent damage. Li □□□□, watch the corner of the whole building. Jinjin dissects the [horse] liver, and the rope is used to model the sheep's liver. The anger is so strong that the pine trees are so strong, and the smoke and snow waves stagger in the hall in surprise. How can I drink water? The face of Shoumo should be Guizhou, and the mouth of Zhenzhen will eventually become mute. Silence only lasts a long time, but tarnish can still be worn away. The records of Lu Shi were written by Huolin, and the records of Jin Dynasty were written with the title of "鲊". Supplied to Tang Wen and supported Shang Shu. The shape of the eyebrows is empty and delicate, but the word "wind" is still annoying. There are seven or eight commentaries on Zai Guan and sixty-one chapters in the Xian edition. If you retreat and dare to rub shoulders, you will step forward if you believe. Only then did I know that Duke Yin did not flatter Wang Sunjia. Inscribe poems and implements, and seal engravings should be used as monuments. Yan Yun picks up the relics, and the little talents are allowed to chat.

334. "Han Gan's Horse"

Shaoling's intangible calligraphy and ink paintings, Han Gan's Danqing poetry without words. This painting and this poem are really finished, and the world is full of chaos.

335. "He Tao Yong Sanliang"

In this life, the mountain is too heavy, and suddenly it is like a feather. If the third son dies, his good will will be diminished. Yan Pingzhong is a virtuous person who does not serve the emperor personally. I am not a dog [horse], I ask for a curtain from you. There is an inherent way to kill one's body, and it must be done without losing any important points. If you die for the country, I will die with you. If there is order to regulate chaos, the ministers must obey and disobey. Wei Ke is really filial and loving, and his three good things are safe and peaceful. Officials are not glorious, but sometimes they are sad. Therefore, Jingjie Weng wears this Qianlou garment.

336. "The Long History of He Tao's Gift of Sheep"

I am not Huangfu Mi, but my disciples are like Zhi Yu. If you don't hold two pieces of wine, you are willing to borrow a cart of books. If you want overseas scholars to meditate on scriptures, they will be like Hongdu. The knot and hair are related to literature and history, and there are sixty metaphors for admiration. The old [horse] can't bear to be let go, and it always screams to convince others.Therefore, we know that as long as the roots and dust are there, the disease and medicine will not be avoided. I have traveled thousands of miles to read you, but I am still hesitating after a long journey. Those who are eager to learn and have a true uncle's career are comparable to each other. This book has been cooked for a long time, and it has saved me from being desolate now. I feel ashamed and depressed, and I have long been tired of poetry, books and entertainment. I couldn't write the poem due to illness, and the grass Xuan was old and sparse. You should stay away from Yang Mo and want to punish Jing Shu.

337. "Traveling on the Hillside"

The hillside is like the river below, and the cliffs are overwhelming. The waves are like a decaying wall. There are pine trees and bushes a hundred feet away. Pull out the frightening geese. I can't see the sun above, but I can rely on it below. I'm dragging my stick, and my boy is following me with my book. I looked down at the stream in the water, and saw an elder with a yellow crown and feathery coat. Huan Yi sits on a flat belly with a stone dustpan. The mountains also have toes that are safe and sound. There is no one around, so I can forget about hunger. The immortal said to himself that he lived in the garden of Yao, and that he flew to and from each other countless times day and night. Let him open his mouth to speak, and He Han Wuji will be frightened. Silent and silent, Jian Zhao's family does not play the harp. The mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon will always be there. If someone comes, I will return to Qiuzhi in my dream. This is not a trivial thing, why would you enjoy it and not leave it? In the past, I traveled to Ge Tianxi, and I was still with you even though I was not a Tao family. Taking advantage of the hopeless situation, the good news has not yet come to fruition, and the servant is filled with sorrow. We are chatting happily with Rong Yu, and the sun is shining in Orchid City. I have been discussing the world for thousands of years and one person is still together. I am doing interrogation and questioning, and I want to know that there are few others. There is so much joy in the vast ocean, just like a boat tied to the water, and I don't even know how fish, loons and birds move. Why should I get it every time I think about it, and the response is like a ringing sound, sitting like this in the age of the son of man.

338. "Shangqing Ci"

The tranquility of Nanshan Mountain is filled with dark clouds. Who lives here? The king of gods on the emperor's side. Jun Hu is so secluded in the mountains that he looks at the palace and has been flooded for a long time. Also, this is the kind of person who goes here once and ignores it, feeling sad for this empty mountain. When you come, you can't get it, so you know it. When you go, you can't get it, so you can know it. When you come, the sky is empty, and when you come, you ride on a flying dragon. Li Chenxing comes to serve Tai Sui, and he is like a painting descending with thunder and rumbling. Come to the imperial court in the morning, and visit the mountain palace in the evening. I am afraid that there is a demon, and I torture the corporal. The spirit is like a star, and the energy is like a rainbow. He loves profuse bloodshed and is addicted to malaria and borers. The wind howls and the rain falls, and sometimes it spits out the heat of drought and fire. I am ordered by the emperor to attack Xi and build a frontier of Qian Ren. Riding on the flying thunder to pursue the beautiful scenery, the She and Zhi are swept away without a trace. Suddenly, they are coming to meet, and the gods and lords walking on the sea and mountains are coming. Dragons, chariots, beasts and ghosts are unknown in number. The flags are dark and misty. Gradually, he stoops and walks in, carrying a sword and a sword. Those who are responsible for killing living things must trust you, knowing that God will not tolerate you. After being restrained, he rebelled against his duties. When he retreated and trembled, he became more respectful. Ze is filled with water all over the world, but it is empty but it has no effect. When you leave, the gate of heaven will be opened, and the door will be closed to face the jade platform. A group of immortals came to greet Yunhan, and they seemed to be leading the way and accompanying them one after another. The Emperor welcomes labor at the jade steps, and the king is suffering and the [horse] is decadent. The people of Min were forced to live in a narrow place, and the earth under Chen was mourned by the emperor. Return to the jagged palace of Qiong Palace, and serve the noise of all spirits. Silence is pure and inaction, and the season is hunting for Dou Kui. The achievements are clear and the emperor is deposed, and there is no return. Suddenly the outside and inside are glowing, and the candle is shining on Jiugai. When I look down, the five mountains are beans and the four mountains are cups. Looking down at the thousand pillars of the Forbidden City, they are like a collection of hairs. Coming here is not for happiness, leaving is not for sadness. It is said that the king of gods has returned, but he is so close to him. There is palpitation in the Shengmi Hall, and the soul is galloping upward. Suddenly, I felt like I had something to gain, so I dared to take a bath and say goodbye. Yes, it's not true. I can't know it without knowing it.

339. "A few days ago, a dreamer showed me a scroll of text, which was roughly like an instruction to a horse."

Although Tian Ji is old, he can escape with his whip. Crossing the ant seal, stepping on the balancing stone. Looking at the slaves from the side, the meat is abundant and the festival is destroyed. Walking slowly on the square track, you are often tripped. Talents and talents are mutually exclusive, so it is not easy to cross-examine.

340. "Send off Si Xunzi Cai's father-in-law to Zizhou"

The farewell day has been hard, and the meeting day has not been expected. He did not hesitate to drink wine with each other on this day. The beginning of life is very happy, just like playing chess with a wooden board. I listen to your hands vertically and horizontally, I don’t know how I gather and disperse. Hu Weifu sighed, but he really regretted the delay in getting to know each other. Remembering the past is not close to the past, and is famous since childhood. If you don't see the hidden worries, you can see the worries covered with them. The appearance has never been so cloudy, but the tears have suddenly fallen down. Like a crane in the clouds, its shadow passes over the cold pond. You have already traveled thousands of miles when you look up, but you can see that you can't catch up. I am a native of Shu, and I was able to speak to you when I was young. When he first became a prisoner in Chengdu, he was a miserable prison officer. The talented generation is unparalleled. Bangbo forgot to wait for the barbarians. He was the youngest at that time, fair-skinned and without a mustache. He is romantic and can drink heavily, and he is quick and good at discussing poetry. To have the courage to stand up like an eagle is to be able to win a prize. Not long after I went to Shu, I came back to Mei from the county. Before the book is full of books, there is no doubt that there is no trace of fingering or painting. After a year of serving the officials, they gradually became able to avoid whipping. In the second year, the people believed in it and no longer bothered with the text. I have been tired of idleness for three years, and have been busy with Tongsi all day long. When guests come to surrender to his jurisdiction, they will not refuse even if they are drunk. Thirty years later, my parents are still complaining. In the evening of Dongchuan, the spectators are Seluqi.But I am happy when I see people from the East, but I don’t know how sad I am when I see people in the West. Now we are continuing the past, and the personnel and affairs are also surprising. Sorry, this letter was accidental, or it may have happened by chance. There are many high-ranking nobles in the royal city, and passers-by must compete with each other. The table was not warm when the prince came, and he did not cook in the morning when he left. It has been obtained by Shu people many times, but it is because of God's selfishness. My disciple is a student of Taoism and a poor scholar. The situation is two thousand stones, and I am happy to play wherever I go. Think carefully about the county day, who will be the guests and friends? Either end up sleeping in a thatched hut, or go hang a golden turtle. Or he has been registered as a ghost, and the tomb wood is like a lintel. How sudden is the sense of feeling? I should shed tears when caressing the old days. The purple ribbon is better, and the beauty will last forever. Quan Qiyule [horse], Anahu Qinji. You can be happy with people when you meet them, but be careful not to suffer from lovesickness.

341. "Inscribed on Wang Wei's Paintings"

Mojie Ben is a poet, and he is also a famous painter. He has been in and out of Wangchuan River all his life, and it is well known that birds are flying and fish are swimming. The mountain light is shining brightly, and the sound of water is refreshing. Walking, chanting, sitting and chanting are all self-evident, and they are free of worldly remarks. The high sentiments never fade away, and the mountains and rivers are covered with heavy curtains. After living in exile for a hundred years, I can only save a few pieces, but I can't pay for the tips and jade shafts. Who ordered the noble son to eat meat, but he didn't realize that his grandfather was driving away bear bears. I read literature and history carefully and wrote new poems brilliantly. Qingshan and the Yangtze River are not your business, with a wave of ink and water dripping with light. The five-foot small horizontal scroll in the hand is the smallest centimeter of the end of the world. After being relegated to the south and ending at Junying, this mind has a clear understanding of everything. When he comes back, he will be entangled with Ren Wanqi, and his nature will be uncontrollable in the end. People say that Mojie was in his first life, and he wanted to follow the old fool and not be an idiot. I can't get along with Duke Huan and Duke Cui, but I can forgive my delay.

342. "A play for Xiu Lao"

demolished the Xianggong's nunnery and removed the bamboo from the son-in-law [horse] from the mud. Everyone in the world knows it, and it flows into the lantern record.

343. "Lighting the Lamps to Celebrate Guests on February 3rd"

The east wind and waves on the river meet the sky, and the bitter cold rogue breaks the beauty of spring. Try Yunmeng Lambo'er wine and drink Qiantang medicinal jade boat quickly. The silkworm market is no longer the homeland, and the [Horse] line of lights remembers that year. The cold smoke, wet snow and plum blossoms are here, leaving the new year to celebrate the new year.

344. "Farewell to Huangzhou"

The sick and old [horse] does not let him go, but he still asks the king for help. How could there not be three nights of love under the mulberry tree, chatting in front of the bottle and returning together. The waist is long enough to support the intestines and rice, and the wide head is cut and covered with gall clothing. If you join the old world, you will never lose it. When you come, don't send your old friends away.

345. "The second rhyme section is presented as a gift"

Ji Zi lost Guo Tian in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. It should be noted that Lihu is a family heirloom. If you think about it carefully, you can plant fifty pieces of sage, and you can win three hundred pieces of grain. If I can connect with you through the North Alley, I should forget about Xichuan for the rest of my life. The horse [horse] in short clothes is not my business, I just want to close the door and not ask about heaven.

346. "Ci Qian Yun Replied to Ma Zhongyu"

The peaks rise from the giant foothills of Potuo, and the accumulation of those years celebrates the bell. The descendants of Ling Yun all get the phoenix, but the Ciming brothers are not dragons. Heliang will watch the clouds and bid farewell, so why not have a drink in the poetry club? Only the West Lake is like the West Lake, so it should be transformed into a king's appearance.

347. "Ci rhyme Zhao Jingkuang's spring thoughts and nostalgia for Wuyue landscape"

years old, there is endless glory, and the old eyes have been quiet for a long time. The spring breeze is like a [horse], it gallops before it moves. The West Lake suddenly shattered, birds fell and fish moved in the mirror. The city is in ruins, the gates are put down and the rubber boats are set up. I hope you will have fun here, and when will the official affairs be completed? (The three gates of Qinghe and West Lake were built by the governor.) I thought of Wu Xin by chance, and the source was determined in advance. Floating without being tied to the boat, there is endless pleasure in riding this. Where drunkards enjoy themselves, all vegetation and trees are respectable. Traveling to Beizhu in the Ming Dynasty, I quickly scanned the yellow leaves path. The liquor has arrived, and the red dress has been put on. (There is also a pot of fragrant spring wine. I am drinking it for Mr. Lequan, but I am not having fun.)

348. "Fenghe Chengbo and Playing with Yu Gong"

The gold carnation road is approaching the autumn, and the horse with green and red skirt is riding. Infinite children clapped their hands together, and the monkey practiced swimming in the pond again.

349. "The Inscription of Ciyun Zhang Zihou Feiying"

Duan once accompanied [Ma] on a long trip, and now he is in Fenglinzhou. Huang Gong's wine shop is like a heavy weight, and the sky is white and the sky is over.

350. "Ma Zi asked to send tea as a six-word thank you"

The embroidered clothes were carefully pointed, and the white silk was covered diagonally in the distance. Lu Tong's dream was startled, and he looked at Yunlong from the north window.

351. "Ruijin Dongming Temple"

Floating Gold has the best scenery south of the stream, and the ancient wooden towers cannot be painted. The sound of nature is far away and the rhythm of flowing water is great. The clouds are clear and you can often hear the sound of footsteps. Green luan and white crane fly under the sky, and green grass and black zhi grow on the ground. The immortal capital is just a short distance away from the world, and there are cars and horses in front of the gate.

352. "Playing Ma Tai with Professor Shu, Zhang Shanren, and Master Shenliao, Shuxi"

Take the bamboo stick and mango shoes for the next trip, and go down to the official road to see the favor. In the cold weather, beetroots and millet are still living in the acres, and at dusk cattle and sheep enter the city. Selling wine alone teaches people to be intoxicated. Who writes poems like Jiao Gongqing? I even looked for Master Yan in the back alleys, begging for a few words to follow this message.

353. "Eight Views of Fengxiang"

poem, records the eight things that can be seen.In the past, Master Mazi Chang went to Kuaiji to explore Yu's cave, traveling thousands of miles away; and Li Taibai also went to Jingzhou with the view of Qize. The second son Gai mourned the world and mourned the customs. He hurt himself and could not see the ancients, but wanted to see their relics, so he worked hard like this. Fengxiang was at the crossroads between Qin and Shu. The eight temples were visited by scholars and officials day and night, and they were all within easy reach. However, some good people could not see them all, so they wrote poems to tell those who wanted to watch but did not know.

354. "This day, I will go to Yangping from Fengxi to rest in the green courtyard under Qingfeng Temple in Matian"

When I can't reach Fengqian Temple, I come to Weishang Village for free. This pavilion is a joy to talk about, but it is hard to repair the path. The valley reflects the beauty of Zhulan, and the mountain contains ancient wooden statues. The road was so poor and broken with rocks that Lin Que saw the river running. [Horse] is sleepy and neighs on the green grass, and the monks recommend it for an evening meal. I come on an autumn afternoon, and the stone bed is warm after a long drought. The clouds are like a cover and can make the rain pour down. We looked at the rice fields at the foot of the mountain, and the cool leaves were turned over at night.

355. "Seeing Li Xitai and Er Qian (only performing Yi) singing the Four Wonders in Kinmen Temple"

The brim of the hat is tilted on a spring day in the Imperial City, and Erlu Shang recalls his home for the first time. If you are not willing to add salt to the water shield, you should already know that the snow is like poplars. Throughout his life, He Lao was used to riding in boats, and he was afraid of being beaten before the wind when riding a horse. I want to ask the king to beg for talisman bamboo, but I am worried that there is no prison state. (The story of Qian's family has been passed down from generation to generation.) The wonderful story of Xitai follows Yang Feng, (Ningshi). In the Infinite Dragon Snake Luo Temple. A piece of pure poetry stirs up excitement and waste, and the dust falls in the Brahma Palace. The articles in the Five Seasons fell into ashes, but not all of them were restored to peace. Therefore, I know that my predecessor, Zong Xu Geng, has several poems that are as romantic as a jade platform.

356. "There is a small temple in the high and remote place of Qingniuling that is rarely visited by people."

Returning home at dusk, [Horse] walks along the sandy river pond, and the smoke from the furnace is lingering for ten miles. Walking in the morning, I drag my stick on Qingniu Ridge, where the cliffs and springs swallow thousands of quiet mountains. Don't laugh at the old monk. He is deaf and unable to hear calls. He has been a pitiful person for hundreds of years. Ming Dynasty went back to the city, but Baiyun was at the place where he wrote poems.

357. "Ci Yun Zhang preaches the joy of rain (received by praying to Changshan Mountain.)"

There was no rain in last summer and autumn, and the residents of the seaside drank salt and bitter. This spring is warm and locusts are about to appear, and there are more mosses on the ground than soil. Once your wings are spread, your voice will be like the wind. When he crossed the river into Wuyue, he deployed his formation across the sky like Xiang Yu. (Last year, we saw migratory locusts coming from the northwest in Qiantang, which was extremely frightening.) The farmers held up their hands but wept, and it was difficult to control them with only a small amount of manpower. The cow [horse] is trapped in the tail of the flutter, and the clothes are chewed and worn through the house. What's the point of sitting back and watching without help? The fire has been passed down since ancient times. Whoever dares to dig with a hoe will get rice to feed the hungry. The gods of Changshan Mountain believe in heroes and martyrdom, and drive the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother. I should pity the county guard for being old and stupid, and want to caress the sore hands. The wind changed color when I returned from the mountains. In the middle of the road, I can already feel the sheep dancing. The pines and bamboos are noisy outside the night window, and the cream is flowing in the morning border. When the locusts and drought come, they will help each other. I heard an old farmer say about this. The concubine will accumulate wealth and sweep away the remaining sins, and return to the Ming Dynasty in good years. There are 8,000 husks of dendrobium stored in front of the county. (This spring and now, we have harvested more than 8,000 husks of dendrobium.) The rate is one liter per acre. Even more, I watched the silkworm woman pass her first sleep. (As soon as the silkworm sleeps, the locust will not come back to life.) No greeting guests came to attend the afternoon. I am afraid of the master's writing power. He frowns and crosses Xu Geng. Occasionally, if you have a good conversation and laugh, it may become popular and become a Yuefu. A rain in a poor country is of no use. My Lord is so virtuous that all the states are spread. When will the Zhonghe music duties be performed? Let the students choose which martial arts.

358. "To Uncle Liu Xiao"

The king intends to kill the arrogant captives, breaking the vertebrae of the bronze mountain to cast the bronze tiger. Thirty-seven generals came together and came to the west to open their own mansions. The trees from the Nanshan Mountains were cut down to make axles, and the war drums were collected from the East China Sea. Who dares to run away in sweat will be afraid of lack of military strength and dirty axes. Baojia Company has not yet reached all the village groups, and lawsuits and ultimatums are pouring out like rain in Fangtian. You have a new book in hand, picking out the roots and roots. The edicts are full of compassion and faith, but the officials are superficial and work hard in vain. Life's knowledge is limited to common practice. Who can count the sheng and yu among the crowd? Suddenly he was ordered to solo the young phoenix, and he was about to play the music in a hurry. The situation has been severe and famine for many years, and the grass and trees have been peeled off and the soil eaten. This year the rain and snow are in season, and locusts have sprouted wings again. Worry comes to wash the cup, the desire is strong and drunk, and I feel lonely and empty. The public kitchen has not smoked for ten days, and even more people can watch people dancing in red dresses at the banquet. My old friend sent me letters from the mountains many times, but Angelica was the only one who had no other words to say. Fang wanted to steal the sparrows and mice from Taicang, but he refused to display his martial arts. Wu Xing's father-in-law is really enlightened, and he is not a minor supporter when he is in charge of the court. Since then, he has been crowned and troubled in all directions, and he is regarded as the master of Erzhe Lake Mountain. Gao Zong has been fishing since then, but Dayin never abandoned the hairpin group. Last year, the differences between each other were not enough, and I was already allowed to talk about them when asked. When the general passes away, he abandons his official position and goes to graduate school, but his worldly fate is not over yet. The public house is only on the Peixi River, and there are white clouds like white feathers on it. Ying Lian moved forward and retreated from the suffering emperor, and even taught the first ancestor An Xin.

359. Nai Zuo He Fu"

In the autumn of the tenth year of Xining, the river broke through Chanyuan, poured into Juye, and entered Huaisi.From the north of Chan and Wei, there was no flow, but Ji and Chu were harmed by it. Two feet and eight feet of water flooded Pengmen City, which did not retreat for more than seventy days. The officials and people were tired of defending. On October 13th, there was a strong wind in Chanzhou all day long. It stopped, but one branch of the river had returned to its old course. I was so happy to hear that it was almost as if it was blocked by the common people. The road of poetry and song makes the people willing to welcome the gods to rest, and builds the aspirations of those who protect the land. Don’t you see, in the Yuan Dynasty of the Western Han Dynasty, the river broke through the gourd for twenty years. The huge fields are full of Huaihe and Si River in the east, and the people of Chu eat as much as they like from the Yellow River. After Wanlisha returned to Zen, he first sent the Yue shaman to Chen Bai [horse]. The Lord of the River never promised that the manpower would be poor, and the salary would go down to the river. My king is as benevolent and sage as Emperor Yao, and a hundred gods are honored by their duties and are proud of the river god. The emperor sent the wind master to restrain him, and he set off from Chanzhou Bridge at night in Beiliu. The east wind blows and freezes, and the Qiyuan bamboo is not used for magic. The people of Chu planted wheat all over the river silt, and looked up at the floating chasms and ancient trees.

360. "Two Poems of Baibuhong (Combined Narrative)"

Wang Dingguo visited Yu Yu Pengcheng. One day, he and Yan Changdao took a boat trip to Sishui with their three sons Pan, Ying and Qing. They went north to Shengnu Mountain and went south to Baibuhong. Play the flute, drink wine, and return home by the moon. For the rest of the day, I had nothing to do, so I stood in the Yellow Tower in my feathered clothes at night, looking at each other and smiling, thinking that after Li Taibai died, there would be no such happiness in the world for more than three hundred years. After Dingguo had been gone for more than a month, he and his master Shenliao set off into the flood to reminisce about their past travels. They thought they were relics of the past and sighed. Therefore, he composed two poems, one with a few remaining references, and the other with a message to determine the country. In addition, Yan Changdao and Shu Yao invited him to write a poem together. The long flood jumps into the waves, and the light boat goes south like a shuttle. The navy is shouting and the geese are rising, and the rocks are quarreling along the line. Just like a rabbit flying and an eagle landing, a horse bets on a slope of thousands of feet. The broken string and the arrow were released from the pillar, and the flying lightning passed through the gap and the bead turned over the load. The four mountains are dizzy and the wind sweeps my ears, but I can see thousands of eddies arising from the flowing foam. Although the joy in danger is quick, it is not like Shuibo praising the autumn river. The days and nights of my life pass by, and I sit down and sleep with a single thought that exceeds Silla. In the drunken dream, people are fighting for each other, how can you believe that thorns are buried in the bronze camel. I felt like I was looking down for a thousand eons, and when I looked back at the water, I felt like a snake. You look at the green rocks on the shore. In ancient times, the eyes were like bees' nests. But if this heart has no place to live, even if the creation is moving, it will be like nothing else. Back on the boat, the [horses] all went back and talked more about what the master said. The beautiful woman refuses to return her eyes, and the young man wants to talk to prevent the flying shuttle. The boat floats on the water to buy a smile, and the oars grind against each other's shoulders while drunk. Unlike the knights from Luli in Chang'an, Diao Qiu walks on Rouge Slope at night. I wrote the poems alone to thank the flowers, and waded across the river to collect lotus flowers in the autumn river. I don't know what the poem says, but I feel a slight dimple on my cheeks. When I was in Yufu, I sat upstairs in the yellow building and saw the Weaver Girl crossing the river. After returning, the sound of the flute fills the valley, and the bright moon is shining on Jin Boluo. How can I be thrown into the dust, disturbing the flock of fur and bullying the lying camel? If you don't think about empty fasting, the old, the sick, and the elderly, who will be the same as you if you stop eating? Sometimes when I come to Hong to look at the ruins, I can't bear to see the teeth and moss. When the poem was completed, tears burst down from both eyes, and the sad chanting was like a sheep. I want to send a beautiful woman a brocade letter, but the night is cold and my hands are cold and there is no one.

361. "Eight Poems of Dongpo (Combined Narration)"

In the second year of my stay in Huangzhou, I was in dire straits. My old friend [Ma] Zhengqing mourned me and lacked food, so I asked him to camp for dozens of acres in the county, so I could work on it. . The land has been barren for a long time and has become a field of thorns and rubble, and there has been a severe drought every year. The labor of cultivating and cultivating it has exhausted all the strength. I sighed while sighing, so I wrote this poem to express my gratitude for my hard work. I forget my hard work when I am a few years old. No one cares about the abandoned fortress, and the ruins are covered with basil. Whoever can donate their strength will not be repaid at the end of the year. A solitary traveler has nowhere to escape. Bringing rubble to pick up, the dry soil is not anointed. Among the rugged grass thorns, I want to shave an inch of hair, sighing and sighing, when will my height be high? Although the barren fields are wild and rough, the high hills and hills have their own habitats. In Xiaxi they grow rice and rice, and in Dongyuan they grow jujube and chestnuts. There are Shu scholars in the south of the Yangtze River, and they have been begging for mulberry fruits. Good bamboo is not difficult to plant, but it may be whipped. I still need to figure out a good place to make arrangements for my room. House children burn dry grass and go out to report from the dark well. I don't dare to wait until I'm full, but I can't wait to drink from the gourd. Since ancient times, there has been a small spring, coming from the far back of the mountain. Walking through the city and passing through the settlements, you can see the evil and strong Peng Ai. Go to Ke Shi Pi, ten acres of fish and shrimp gathering. The dry springs are also exhausted every year, and the withered duckweed sticks to pieces. Last night there were clouds in Nanshan, and the rain reached a plow away. Xunran is searching for the past and blaspheming, knowing that I understand the desolate gathering. The mud celery has perennial roots, and every inch of it is alone. When the snow buds move, the spring doves will fly. (Sichuan people value celery, buds and spinach, and make it with mixed dove meat.) I can count the joys of planting rice before the Qingming Festival. The hair is empty and the spring is dark, and the needle water smells good words. (People in Sichuan regard drizzle as rain. When the rice is first born, the farmers say that the needles of the rice are coming out.) When the rice is divided and early summer, the wind gradually lifts the leaves. On the moonlit dew, beads hang down one by one. When autumn comes, frost and ears are heavy, supporting each other upside down. But I heard that grasshoppers were like wind and rain in the border area. (When the rice is ripe in Sichuan, grasshoppers fly in swarms in the fields, like small locusts, but do not harm the rice.) The newly pounded rice is put into the steamer, and the jade grains shine in the basket. I have been eating Guancang, red rot and other dirt for a long time.You should know this taste when you are doing it, I have already promised it to you. Good farmers cherish the fertility of the land, but fortunately there has been a ten-year drought. The mulberry tree has not yet been completed, but there is hope for a wheat crop. It has not been more than a month since the seeds were planted, and the coverings are already gray. The farmer told me not to let the seedlings grow. If you want to be rich, you must indulge your cattle and sheep. Thank you again for your bitter words. I will not forget it when I am full. It can be peeled during the jujube planting period and chopped during the pine planting period. Things happened ten years ago, and my plan has been exhausted. Ten years is nothing, a thousand years is like wind and hail. According to old news about Li Hengnu, this strategy can be learned. I have a fellow minister, whose official residence is in Haoyue. (Li Gongze also.) Leave me three inches of sweetness, and the illuminated seat will be shining brightly. If a hundred kinds of plants can be cultivated, it will be abundant in spring. I want to see the green and yellow hanging from the corner of the house between the bamboo fences. Pan Zi has been out of tune for a long time and sells wine in Jiangnan Village. Guo Sheng originally planted crops and sold medicine in Xishiyuan. It is also a good thing in ancient times, maybe it is Aya Sun. There are ten acres of bamboo at home, and guests knock on the door all the time. I am poor and old, but my three sons live alone. He stayed with me on Dongpo and shared my meal with me. I felt sorry for Du Shiyi and discussed the matter with Zhu Ruan. My master Bu Zixia is a younger brother from all over the world. [Horse] Born into a poor man, he stayed with me for twenty years. Look at me day and night, asking for points to buy mountain money. Now I have spent my whole life tired, and I have left my field to cultivate the land. When you shave the back of a turtle, it will become felt. Poor [Ma] was born crazy, but he still praises me for being virtuous. People who laugh will never regret it, and if you give one thing, you will receive a thousand.

362. "Yuan Xiu Cai (Combined Narrative)"

The beauty of the dishes is from my hometown. My old friend Chao Yuanxiu is fond of it, and I am also fond of it. Yuan Xiuyun: If I send Kong Beihai to see you, should I return my dishes? Because it is called Yuan Xiucai. I have been away from home for fifteen years, thinking about it but not finding it. Yuan Xiushi came from Shu and saw Yu Yuhuang, so he wrote this poem to send it to his son and planted it under the clouds on the east slope. Bi Meijun's dishes are spread out in green and velvety fields. The pods are round and small, and the sophora buds are thin and abundant. The seeds are planted after the autumn rain, and the beauty is cultivated in the frost. They are about to bloom but have no calyx, just like caterpillars. It's a girl in a green skirt at that time, how hasty to pick. When the sun returns to Xiang, the fragrance and color become more and more beautiful. Order some wine and add salted black bean paste, orange juice, ginger and green onion. How about chickens and dolphins, but I am afraid that the chopsticks will be empty. Spring has ended, the seedlings and leaves are old, and the plowing has turned over the misty and rainy bushes. Moisturizes with sweetness and warms into green mud. Always bear no responsibility to myself, and have the same strength as dung soil. I always forget my home, and Chuyin becomes a child. This thing is uniquely charming and will remain on your breasts all year round. When you return to your son, do not send a letter to him if the bag is full. Zhang Qian moved alfalfa, which is suitable for use as sunflower root. [Horse] Aided by coix, Luosheng and other artemisia. At the foot of the east slope of Xuanzhi, there are thousands of bells. The chief envoy from Qi'an pointed out that there were two men.

363. "Five Poems of Qiting (Combined Narration)"

In the first month of the third year of Yuanfeng, Yu Shi was banished to Huangzhou. When they arrived at the mountain twenty-five miles north of Qiting, there were white horses and green caps coming to greet them. I left with my old friend Chen Zhen Jichang who stayed for five days and wrote a poem. In the first month of next year, I will see you again. Ji often makes people tired in the middle of the journey. If I don't kill for a long time, I am afraid that Jichang will be killed by Yu, so I compose a poem with the previous rhyme to kill Jichang and leave Jichang behind. Ji Chang has stopped killing himself, and the people in Qiting have become more diverse, some of whom do not eat meat. After that, when I see him several times, I will write a poem, and the poem will rhyme with the previous one. In the fourth year of Huang's reign, Fanyu visited Ji Chang three times, and Ji Chang came to see Yu seven times, spending more than a hundred days together. In April of the seventh year, the remainder moved to Ruzhou, from Jianghuai to Luoluo. Those who sent it all stopped at Cihu, while Ji Chang went to Jiujiang alone. The previous rhyme was reused and divided into five chapters as a gift. Yesterday the clouds were heavy and the east wind melted the snow. The vegetation in the distant forest is dark, and the nearby houses are wet with fireworks. There is a hidden gentleman below, and he can be content by singing songs. Knowing that I was cold, I felt anxious to drink. Touching the neighbors' hands, going around the village to catch geese and ducks. There is the sound of clanging utensils in the house, and the light of fruits and vegetables is AA25. I've heard about the beauty of wormwood for a long time, and I've seen the new shoots turn red for the first time. Wash the cup and drink the goose yellow, sharpen the knife to cut the white bear. After a while I got drunk and fell asleep in my turban. When I woke up at night, I was crying from the copper bottle. Huangzhou is far away, but I am afraid that I will be short of friends. I should be in peace with my master, and you will not have this guest. When I came to Jing'an in the morning, I saw a collection of peaks and mountains. I am mourning the clams in the basket, keeping my mouth shut to protect the remaining juice. I also mourned the fish caught in the net, and vomited slightly wet from the mouth. The other side suffers from the intestinal disease. How can I get it if I go too far? It's not cold or warm when we meet, so this is the most urgent thing to do. Lu Huaishen is missing, and the pot looks like a duck. All the passengers couldn't help laughing, and Kunran said it was AA25. When Wang Wuzi is not seen, his knife will turn red every time he eats it. There are dolphins in the glass, and there are people in them who are milky white. Lu Gongxin was poor and poor, and his hair was full of hair. Although Wu Zi is luxurious, he is still crying before death. Sir, I have thousands of gold jade to protect this one ant. One year is like a dream, and a hundred years is like a passerby. You have no intention of scrapping this chapter. Yan Shi compiled Du Ji. The bees in the Jun family are making nests, adding paint every year. I am wearing a cow-pierced nose, and my tongue is curled up to wet myself. I have passed you three times in two years, this trip is really worthwhile. Loving you is like a drama, knocking on the door to know the priority. I have a red-cheeked child who can sing mallard. We can see each other through the curtain, the flowers and mist are light AA25AA25. Get the yellow seal for me, and tear down the official Nichi personally.You still have to use your hands to order Yejiabai. I am happy that nothing has happened, and I have not worn a bow for ten years. Behind closed doors, we make babies, laughing and crying. The West is fighting hard, and who can fill the gap in generals? The eight formations are shown in the picture, and the host and guest are changed when they are combined. There is no need to personally serve in the army, just sit and discuss and teach the emperor. Sour wine is like soup, sweet wine is like honey. In Huangzhou City for three years, I drank alcohol but it was wet. If I make more choices, how easy will it be to get drunk? Many thoughts are overwhelming, and the Internet is banned day and night. The neighbor to the west is pushing a urn full of food, and the pigs and ducks are drunk. Jun's family is as big as the palm of your hand, but the house is dilapidated and has no shelter AA25. How can I get this wine? I am cold-faced and jealous of you. He must be a good person and offer thousands of stones to Li Bai. I have been drunk for three days, and my hair is unkempt. Late at night, I want to cross the wall, and I lie down thinking about the spring urn and weeping. Your slave also laughs at me, with bald temples and missing teeth. It's been three years since I arrived, and I've been getting unwanted visitors every year. There are so many clogs in life, don’t be tired of coming together frequently. The withered pine is strong enough to penetrate the ointment, and the haggard bamboo is about to drain its juice. Two poor people deserve to meet each other. They should mourn each other and not be wet with each other. I don’t know how I can get along with you. I'm lucky to talk to you, but I'm not in a hurry. I would like to be a falcon, not a duckling. I travel to early summer and cook wine to reflect the AA25. Where is my hometown? To the west I see thousands of red mountains. I would like to travel to Dingan and return home. The vast expanse of white is spreading to the east. Once happy and peaceful again, dancing flowers and falling bows. I will speak bitter words without having my children cry. I don't have many, how can you not lack any of them? Everyone said goodbye and closed their doors to thank all the guests. The empty hall is clean and the floor is clean, and the empty white roads are gathered.

364. "Liu Yi's new work on Shooting Hall (Yi's father once knew Meizhou. The first work on this title: book"

Lan Yu was the governor of the past, and he shot through the flowers with two spears. Now the white-headed horse is idle, and only the clear bottle shines Draw a snake. The lonely little pavilion is full of spider webs, and the willows are hanging in the shade. After the spring breeze, I put the wine to watch the king's halberd teeth.

In the same year, my friend Li Jun was worried. His courtesy name was Xianzhong. Unfortunately, he died early and Shi was not able to travel with him. He met his son in Nanjing when he was young. The funeral of the emperor was not carried out, and the poor did not dare to mourn the hunger and cold. They did not pay tribute to the four mournings, and they died without closing their eyes. When I met my old friend Liang Xianji, I heard that Yu Dang returned to Gengyangxian, and took ten pieces of silk and one hundred taels of silk as a gift to say goodbye. It was impossible. He left it behind and said: This is also a gift from a benevolent person, and he also wrote poems to inform the emperor and the common people. He was twenty-five years old, and his writing was brilliant and his integrity was extraordinary. This is not the end of the world for those who are poor. I am deeply saddened by my passing. I was born in the same year, but the days are long and the moon is short, and the fire is burning. The descendant has a strange bone, and his words are already strong. Who knows the living body again, and the deceased is not alone. He does not know the warmth of the loess. Zitang is drought. Who can get rid of Zuo?

366. "He Wang Jinqing (Combined Narrative)"

Prince-in-law Wang Shen Jinqing, the hero of the second year of Yuanfeng, was demoted to Huanggang. The Qing of Jin was also tired and relegated to a distant place, and he had not heard from me for seven years. After I was summoned, the Qing of Jin also returned to the court. When he saw each other outside the palace, he sighed and wrote poems to express his sorrow and poverty. Not resentful, peaceful but not arrogant. I pity my noble son for his ambition, so I followed Yun. At that time, he was dancing alone against the bright moon, sleeping drunk among the grass thorns. . When I wake up, I send you a message from a thousand miles away. I am so disappointed that I have been traveling for a long time. I want to write a letter about flying swans in the west, but it is not enough to save my life. Ear, what is a blessing? It is better to forget about the two. I can write a letter and go back to Laohu Mountain. I have been planting trees for ten years. He is still alive, and he is still divided into assassins. There is a certain distinction between the wise and the foolish. The article He Zuyun said that he was waiting for medical advice. The Qiang captives were not arrogant yet. (Yuan Tiangang said to Dou Gui: If you are a true general, you should not kill too many people.) Why should I ask for a long tassel and fight against He Huangfu?

367. "Ciyun Huang Luzhi Painting" The work of the Horse Examination Institute"

The young man saddled [horse] and traveled far, lying down and hearing the sound of wind and rain on the grass. Seeing this, he suddenly thought about short-term strategies. After ten years, the flesh of his thighs has been worn out. How can I become thinner by accompanying you to write poems? It is not as good as Taro Kui's return. Rice beans. In front of the door, Yu Shi Cong ordered the old man to retire in three days, and Xianjun had a pair of oranges in his arms.)

368. "The father-in-law of King Xuanyi of Qingyuan won the official position through repeated promotions and became Hongya, the chief register of Yazhou household"

The play invites Qin Shaoyou, a bachelor of Huang Luzhi, and each of the virtuous and talented people to write a poem for the old man. Like children and officials like slaves. Officials and people should not look upon me as an official. I am a literate farmer. When his wife cries about her son and the governor is angry, sometimes a wild man comes to pull his beard. When I brush my clothes and take the exam, I don’t have taro, rice, beans. Returning to the roadside of Seocho Bridge, I still wear a life pot while traveling alone. In front of Ci Lao Rock, he called himself to cross the river, while people on the Qingyi River struggled to help him. This year there are gatherings in several prefectures in the Silkworm Market, among which there are survivors who cherish their traditional folk clothes. The Guizhou people in the city look like each other, with white beards and red belts, and they are not gray when they are old. I want to return to the west to predict my neighbors. I hold my palms across the wall and sing. If you don't follow the example of the mountain king riding a horse, you will turn around and point your finger at Huang Gonglong.

369. "Li Boshi's painting of a royal horse with a red head"

Shanxi war [horse] is hungry and has no meat, chewing long straw at night like chewing bamboo. Three feet between hoofs is Xu Xing. I don’t believe there are pits and valleys in Tianshan Mountain. How can it be like a stable [horse] with a red head, lying down in the slanting sun after returning from a battle? Don't teach You Meng Bu's burial place. Thick clothes and salary are included in the bronze calendar.

370. "Ningxiang Pool (1st work: Fenghe Ningxiang Pool)"

It seems that the golden [horse] guest is dreaming of Bijifang. The ice and snow disappear, and the smoke waves write about my hometown. Ming Luan showed his composure, and his horse flew back for a long time. Begging for envoys from the three Koreas, new pictures came to Lelang. (At that time, the Korean envoys were in the capital, and whenever they visited scenic spots, they often returned home with pictures.)

371. "The three poems of "Serving the Drinking Room Upstairs in the Shangyuan Dynasty" are in the same row (one is the night of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month)

The bright moon and sparse stars surround Jianzhang, and the fairy wind blows Under the royal stove, the courtier stands in a clear view, and a red cloud holds the Jade Emperor. The thin snow has just disappeared, and the fields have not yet been plowed. I sell salary to buy wine to see peace. My Lord is diligent and thrifty, and there will be laughter in the good years. 】 Crowds of people from Jiuqu dispersed for the moon. When they returned, there was only a broken lamp, but there was still a man named Chuangan.

372. "Song of Yangma"

When I passed through Luling, I saw that Xuande Lang had become an official and Zeng Jun Anzhi had written a grain manual. When I traveled to Wuchang, I saw farmers riding on their horses, with elm and jujube as their belly to make them slippery, and Catalonia as their backs to make them light. In the middle, the head of the bamboo pole is tied to tie up the rice seedlings. It travels thousands of miles a day, and the author is very tired.

373. "Historical Records"

Yu rode on a sleigh for four years. It's like a dustpan, and it's like a seedling [horse]. I wrote a song [horse] and attached it to the last cloud of the grain tree. My wife is walking on cement, her waist is like a harpoon pecking a chicken, her muscles and bones are sore and her voice is sore. Remove the horns and use my two feet as four hooves. The towering jumps are like a falcon, and the slender bundles can also be used. Suddenly, Lu Yue came back and hung up on the wall. He didn't cry when he was hungry. , I don’t know that I have my own wood.

374. "Poems of Chao Yun (Quoted)"

The world said that there is porridge and willow branches in Lotte, and the Lord is old and sick and can't bear to go. However, there is a poem in the dream: Spring. If Xu Fei can't stay, who will he leave if he goes with the wind? Lotte also says: Sickness and Lotte live together, and the spring comes with Fan Zi. There are many concubines in the Yu family who have resigned in four or five years. Du Chaoyun followed Yu to the south. I wrote this poem after reading Lotte Collection. Chaoyun's surname was Wang, and he was from Qian Tang Dynasty. The good companion Ling Xuan. Anu Luoxiu is different from the old, the goddess Vimalakirti explains the Zen, the new work of the medicine furnace, the dance of the clothes and the old fate. Yuan Night (written by Huizhou)"

The year before last, I served on the jade chariot, with thousands of lanterns hanging on the door, and pearls and stars decorating the temples. Last year, the old and sick people were also in the night market, and the iron horses were ringing. Spring ice. This year, Yunfang sent the monks to the mountain. There were scattered palm trees among the trees, and the moon was shining in the woods. The flutes and drums came to the pines to ask for wine. , (Jia Daoren also.) It can easily rise several times in one fell swoop. When Haoge goes out, I will return to Bouteng.

376. "Ji Shao Sikang (quoted)? A play composed of Jia Liang's Taoist poems?"

. Wang Ling said to Jia Chong: "Are you not the son of Jia Liangdao? You want to treat the country with people." From this point of view, Liang Daozhi has been loyal to Wei for a long time. When King Sima Jing returned with Ling, he passed by the Liang Dao Temple. Ling shouted, "I am also a loyal minister of the Wei Dynasty." When King Sima Jing was ill, he saw Ling and Liang Dao guard and killed him. The two of them can be said to be the most loyal and righteous, and they are as good as You Ming. However, the spirit of Liang Dao cannot be blamed for his son's betrayal, and even the first one can be successful. This is also incomprehensible. So I wrote a little poem about it. Ji Shao had a son like Kang, but Xi Chao rebelled against Jian and had no grandson. Now he hates Jia Liangdao even more. If he doesn't kill Gonglu, he will kill Ziyuan.

377. "Five Poems of Ci Da Bangzhi and Ziyou"

My brother is very lonely when he comes from the East, so my old friend stayed here to drink to soothe the cold. A new path is opened in the corner of the deserted city, and the old beach is lost when the rain enters the river and floods it. The traces of chariots and horses are not swept away, and the words "reciprocating" for singing and entertainment should be diffuse. I would like to revise this poem by you and wait for it to be read by Jiangnan Zibu.

378. "Three Poems with Huanglong and Qing Lao"

Riding a donkey to look for donkeys is ridiculous, and using [horse] as a metaphor for [horse] is also a fool's errand. One day, the moonlight is good for whom, the two old people know each other.

379. "He Wang Dingguo"

The song of departure adds a sigh, and the ancient tune is planned to be performed. If you don't follow the swallows, they will sing in the sky for a long time. Mr. Qu Teng gets on [horse], I am lonely and return to the city. Tomorrow, outside the east gate, an empty boat will sail alone.

380. "I saw Li Xitai and Er Qian singing four quatrains in the Kinmen Temple, and used them in the play"

He was used to riding in boats all his life, and he was afraid of starting before the wind when riding a [horse]. I want to ask the king to beg for talisman bamboo, but I am worried that there is no prison state.

381. "The Analects of Confucius, the final chapter, giving lectures on governing"

Embroidered clothes and paintings with clouds hanging down to the ground would not make the king cut the tongs. The sun is high and under the yellow umbrella in the Western Qing Dynasty, the wind blows and the locust dragon dances among the green trees. The beetle slips in the wall are thousands of years old, and the lacquer calligraphy department shines into the sky. The Confucian scholars are no longer worried about kissing dryness, and the Eastern Palace gives wine like a flowing spring. After drinking heavily, I bowed to the gift of a thousand gold coins, and a piece of paper Jingluan returned with the character "phoenix". His pale face and white hair shine, and there are thirty-four pearls on his sleeves. The returning carriages and horses are noisy, vying to see the bright silver hooks. It spreads among thousands of people in one day, and I am happy to see the first chapter of the cloud chapter. In the daytime, the jade hall conceals the silence of the books, and the bells and ropes do not ring and the bells leak forever. Mo Yan writes several lines of calligraphy, and must believe that the time is peaceful and the master is holy. The dogs and sheep dispersed in the desert sky, and Jie Feng arrived at Ganquan Palace at night. It seems that when I heard that the commander was building Shangjun, I felt that there was no Xirong in talking and laughing. Emperor Wensi learned from Wen's mother, and finally closed the Jade Pass and resigned from [Ma] Wu. I would like to write a cursive ruler on the crape myrtle flower to attract praise.

382. "Dragon and Horse Picture"

The first emperor had three thousand horses, and he once rode a jade camel in battle. The golden cauldron has transformed into a dragon, and the people in the empty pile weep in the west wind.