Help me choose an ancient poem, please, help me pick up an ancient poem

One of the three songs of Qingping tune.

Li bai. The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.

Two of the three songs of Qingping tune.

Li bai. A branch of red dew condenses incense, and the clouds and rain Wushan are in vain.

By asking who in the Han Palace is like? Poor Feiyan leans on new makeup.

Three of the three songs of Qingping tune.

Li bai. Famous flowers love each other, and the king often looks at it with a smile.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and Shen Xiangting leans on the north of the Gangan.

Pick Li Shangyin's "Jin Se", it quite meets your requirements.

Although this is a little more, it must be very good.

I don't know if Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci" can be? I think this poem shows the magnificence of life and death on the battlefield, the imagery is very beautiful and rich, and it has the feeling that a strong man would rather die on the battlefield and return the horse leather shroud, and at the same time there is a sad and indignant accusation, and the feelings are very deep and rich.

Holding the poem Song Ci to find the one that is more agreeable.

Xijiang Moon" Xin Qijian Maybe this one can.

Water tune song head. Today is not yesterday, tomorrow will be the same.

What do you really regret? Don't read books for ten years.

In order to ask the east wind to blow the old, several degrees of Fengjiang Lanjing, thousands of miles to flatten.

Outside the lonely sunset, there is a lot of sorrow.

Eternal meaning, do you know? Only muster.

After the famous mountain cuisine, he is also a fool of the ancients.

The court is green all over the night, and the rain in March is red, and the heaven and earth enter my house.

It's easy for everyone to rest, don't listen to the rules.

Sitting idly sad and self-sad, a hundred years is more than a few hours!

Deng You has no children to find his life, and Pan Yue mourns his death.

What do you want from the same cave?

It will be more difficult for him to be born!

Only will open his eyes all night long, and repay his life for not raising his eyebrows.

You alright.

Works: Partridge Days.

Content: The snow shines on the jade fingers of the mountain city, and the Qiang tube complains about the idleness.

Jiangnan has plum blossoms several times, and people have spotted their temples at the end of the world.

The stars are dotted, the moon is clustered, and the river is poured into the cup and plate.

There are 3,000 songs of Hanlin Fengyue, and they are sent to Wu Ji to see with tears.

Morning Glory, the Han Girl of the Bright River.

Slender hands, zaza lanes.

All day long, sobbing like rain.

The river is clear and shallow, and it is a little different.

Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent.

The flowers fade and the red and green apricots are small, and when the swallows fly, the green water surrounds them. There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass at the end of the world!

Swing in the wall, outside the wall, pedestrians outside the wall, and beautiful people in the wall laugh. The laughter gradually faded into silence, but the amorous was ruthlessly annoyed.

The color is not charming, people are self-obsessed, and the eyes of lovers are full of Shih Tzu. There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, and the three smiles are in vain. Butterflies love flowers.

Grape wine jade light cup, want to drink pipa immediately urge.

Drunk and lying in the saddle, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people from the ancient battlefield returned.

The spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

A piece of ice in the jade pot.

The light boat has crossed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Shui Yu Chun Cun Shan Guo Wine Flag Wind.

It's just near dusk.

The peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

Light makeup and heavy ink are always suitable.

Spring River Water Cave Warm Duck Prophet.

The fire burns as if it were idle.

In the spring of 19, the river water is green, and the erection is like blue.