Ask for Li Bai s poems! Not long, shorter

1.Listen to the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night.

Whose jade flute flew darkly, scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, I smell the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden.

2.Wanglu Mountain Waterfall.

The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river.

The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days.

3.Emei Mountain Moon Song.

Mount Emei is half a round of autumn, and the shadow enters the water flow of the Pingqiang River.

At night, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, and Sijun did not see Yuzhou.

The Yellow Crane Tower sent Meng Haoran's Guangling [Tang] Li Bai The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is endless, and only the Yangtze River skyline can be seen.

Farewell to Jingmen Outside Jingmen, come from Chu to travel. The mountains follow the plains, and the rivers flow into the great wilderness. Under the moon, the flying mirror, the clouds are born and the sea is built. still pity the hometown water, thousands of miles to see off the boat.

Hearing that Wang Changling moved to the left and the dragon mark was sent to this [Tang] Li Bai Yang Hua fell to the end of the sub-rules, and heard that the dragon mark crossed the five streams. I send my heart and the bright moon, with the wind until the night is long.

Silent Night Thoughts. Looking at the moonlight in front of the bed, it is suspected that it is frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the mountains and moons, and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Emei Mountain Moon Song.

Mount Emei is half a round of autumn, and the shadow enters the water flow of the Pingqiang River.

At night, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, and Sijun did not see Yuzhou.

Gift to Wang Lun. Li Bai was about to go on a boat, and suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore.

The Peach Blossom Lake is thousands of feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love.

Send a friend. The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the white water surrounds the east city.

This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles away.

Floating clouds and wandering children, the sunset is old.

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain" stuffy shed.

The birds flew high, and the lonely clouds went alone.

I don't get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.

Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain".

Pull a few peaks, run to the town of Pingchu.

The highest top in the middle, the hair is connected to the heavens.

Staying overnight in the mountain temple" is a dangerous building 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars by hand.

I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven.

The jade step resentment "The jade step is white dew, and the night next to the cave has invaded Luo socks for a long time.

But under the crystal curtain, looking at the autumn moon.

The beauty of "Grievance" rolls the beaded curtain and sits deeply on the eyebrows.

But when I saw the tears wet, I didn't know who I hated.

Lao Lao Ting" is sad in the world, and Lao Lao sends off the guest kiosk.

The spring breeze knows not to be bitter, and does not send wicker green.

Seventeen Songs of Qiupu".

Third. Qiupu brocade ostrich, rare in the world.

The pheasant was too shy to take care of the sweater.

Fourth. The two temples entered the autumn pool, and once they were sassy, they had declined.

The sound of the ape urges gray hair, and the length is all silky.

Fifth. There are many white apes in Qiupu, and they are super soaring like snow.

Pull the strip and drink the moon in the water.

Sixth. Sorrowful as a guest in Qiupu, strong to see Qiupu flowers.

The mountains and rivers are like Yan County, and the wind is like Changsha.

Seventh. Drunk on the mountain stallion, cold song Ning Qi Niu.

The empty white stone is rotten, and the tears are full of sable fur.

Eighth. Qiupu Qianzhong Ridge, waterwheel ridge is the most strange.

The sky is pouring stones, and the water is blowing the parasitic branches.

The ninth. Jiang Zu is a stone, and the blue sky sweeps the screen.

The inscription poem remains eternal, and the green word brocade moss is born.

Its tenth. Thousands of heather trees, thousands of privet forests.

The mountains and mountains are full of egrets, and the streams are full of white apes.

Jun Mo to Qiupu, the ape voice broke the heart.

its eleven. Luo people cross the bird road, Jiang Zu out of the fish beam to cover the oak.

The water is urgent, and the mountain flowers are fragrant.

its twelve. Water is like a horse training, and this place is a flat sky.

Naike takes the bright moon and watches the flowers on the wine boat.

Its thirteenth. Lushui is pure in the month, and the moon understands the heron flying.

Lang listened to Cai Lingnu, and returned with a night song.

Its fourteenth. The fire illuminates the heavens and the earth, and the red stars are chaotic with purple smoke.

On a moonlit night, the song moves the cold river.

its fifteenth. The white hair is 3,000 zhang, and the fate seems to be long.

I don't know where to get the autumn frost in the mirror.

its sixteenth. Akiura Tian Sheong, fish harvesting and water accommodation.

His wife, Zhang Baiyu, is married to a deep bamboo.

its seventeenth. Tao Bo took a step and heard the words.

Say goodbye to the mountain monks, bow your head and bow to the white clouds.

Li Bai's shortest poem.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain" stuffy shed.

The birds flew high, and the lonely clouds went alone.

I don't get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.

Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain".

Pull a few peaks, run to the town of Pingchu.

The highest top in the middle, the hair is connected to the heavens.

Staying overnight in the mountain temple" is a dangerous building 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars by hand.

I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven.

The jade step resentment "The jade step is white dew, and the night next to the cave has invaded Luo socks for a long time.

But under the crystal curtain, looking at the autumn moon.

The beauty of "Grievance" rolls the beaded curtain and sits deeply on the eyebrows.

But when I saw the tears wet, I didn't know who I hated.

Lao Lao Ting" is sad in the world, and Lao Lao sends off the guest kiosk.

The spring breeze knows not to be bitter, and does not send wicker green.

Seventeen Songs of Qiupu".

Third. Qiupu brocade ostrich, rare in the world.

The pheasant was too shy to take care of the sweater.

Fourth. The two temples entered the autumn pool, and once they were sassy, they had declined.

The sound of the ape urges gray hair, and the length is all silky.

Fifth. There are many white apes in Qiupu, and they are super soaring like snow.

Pull the strip and drink the moon in the water.

Sixth. Sorrowful as a guest in Qiupu, strong to see Qiupu flowers.

The mountains and rivers are like Yan County, and the wind is like Changsha.

Seventh. Drunk on the mountain stallion, cold song Ning Qi Niu.

The empty white stone is rotten, and the tears are full of sable fur.

Eighth. Qiupu Qianzhong Ridge, waterwheel ridge is the most strange.

The sky is pouring stones, and the water is blowing the parasitic branches.

The ninth. Jiang Zu is a stone, and the blue sky sweeps the screen.

The inscription poem remains eternal, and the green word brocade moss is born.

Its tenth. Thousands of heather trees, thousands of privet forests.

The mountains and mountains are full of egrets, and the streams are full of white apes.

Jun Mo to Qiupu, the ape voice broke the heart.

its eleven. Luo people cross the bird road, Jiang Zu out of the fish beam to cover the oak.

The water is urgent, and the mountain flowers are fragrant.

its twelve. Water is like a horse training, and this place is a flat sky.

Naike takes the bright moon and watches the flowers on the wine boat.

Its thirteenth. Lushui is pure in the month, and the moon understands the heron flying.

Lang listened to Cai Lingnu, and returned with a night song.

Its fourteenth. The fire illuminates the heavens and the earth, and the red stars are chaotic with purple smoke.

On a moonlit night, the song moves the cold river.

its fifteenth. The white hair is 3,000 zhang, and the fate seems to be long.

I don't know where to get the autumn frost in the mirror.

its sixteenth. Akiura Tian Sheong, fish harvesting and water accommodation.

His wife, Zhang Baiyu, is married to a deep bamboo.

its seventeenth. Tao Bo took a step and heard the words.

Say goodbye to the mountain monks, bow your head and bow to the white clouds.

Li Bai's shortest poem.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain" stuffy shed.

The birds flew high, and the lonely clouds went alone.

I don't get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.

Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain".

Pull a few peaks, run to the town of Pingchu.

The highest top in the middle, the hair is connected to the heavens.

Staying overnight in the mountain temple" is a dangerous building 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars by hand.

I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven.

The jade step resentment "The jade step is white dew, and the night next to the cave has invaded Luo socks for a long time.

But under the crystal curtain, looking at the autumn moon.

The beauty of "Grievance" rolls the beaded curtain and sits deeply on the eyebrows.

But when I saw the tears wet, I didn't know who I hated.

Lao Lao Ting" is sad in the world, and Lao Lao sends off the guest kiosk.

The spring breeze knows not to be bitter, and does not send wicker green.

Seventeen Songs of Qiupu".

Third. Qiupu brocade ostrich, rare in the world.

The pheasant was too shy to take care of the sweater.

Fourth. The two temples entered the autumn pool, and once they were sassy, they had declined.

The sound of the ape urges gray hair, and the length is all silky.

Fifth. There are many white apes in Qiupu, and they are super soaring like snow.

Pull the strip and drink the moon in the water.

Sixth. Sorrowful as a guest in Qiupu, strong to see Qiupu flowers.

The mountains and rivers are like Yan County, and the wind is like Changsha.

Seventh. Drunk on the mountain stallion, cold song Ning Qi Niu.

The empty white stone is rotten, and the tears are full of sable fur.

Eighth. Qiupu Qianzhong Ridge, waterwheel ridge is the most strange.

The sky is pouring stones, and the water is blowing the parasitic branches.

The ninth. Jiang Zu is a stone, and the blue sky sweeps the screen.

The inscription poem remains eternal, and the green word brocade moss is born.

Its tenth. Thousands of heather trees, thousands of privet forests.

The mountains and mountains are full of egrets, and the streams are full of white apes.

Jun Mo to Qiupu, the ape voice broke the heart.

its eleven. Luo people cross the bird road, Jiang Zu out of the fish beam to cover the oak.

The water is urgent, and the mountain flowers are fragrant.

its twelve. Water is like a horse training, and this place is a flat sky.

Naike takes the bright moon and watches the flowers on the wine boat.

Its thirteenth. Lushui is pure in the month, and the moon understands the heron flying.

Lang listened to Cai Lingnu, and returned with a night song.

Its fourteenth. The fire illuminates the heavens and the earth, and the red stars are chaotic with purple smoke.

On a moonlit night, the song moves the cold river.

its fifteenth. The white hair is 3,000 zhang, and the fate seems to be long.

I don't know where to get the autumn frost in the mirror.

its sixteenth. Akiura Tian Sheong, fish harvesting and water accommodation.

His wife, Zhang Baiyu, is married to a deep bamboo.

its seventeenth. Tao Bo took a step and heard the words.

Say goodbye to the mountain monks, bow your head and bow to the white clouds.

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain" stuffy shed.

The birds flew high, and the lonely clouds went alone.

I don't get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.

Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain".

Pull a few peaks, run to the town of Pingchu.

The highest top in the middle, the hair is connected to the heavens.

Staying overnight in the mountain temple" is a dangerous building 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars by hand.

I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven.

The jade step resentment "The jade step is white dew, and the night next to the cave has invaded Luo socks for a long time.

But under the crystal curtain, looking at the autumn moon.

The beauty of "Grievance" rolls the beaded curtain and sits deeply on the eyebrows.

But when I saw the tears wet, I didn't know who I hated.

Lao Lao Ting" is sad in the world, and Lao Lao sends off the guest kiosk.

The spring breeze knows not to be bitter, and does not send wicker green.

Seventeen Songs of Qiupu".

Third. Qiupu brocade ostrich, rare in the world.

The pheasant was too shy to take care of the sweater.

Fourth. The two temples entered the autumn pool, and once they were sassy, they had declined.

The sound of the ape urges gray hair, and the length is all silky.

Fifth. There are many white apes in Qiupu, and they are super soaring like snow.

Pull the strip and drink the moon in the water.

Sixth. Sorrowful as a guest in Qiupu, strong to see Qiupu flowers.

The mountains and rivers are like Yan County, and the wind is like Changsha.

Seventh. Drunk on the mountain stallion, cold song Ning Qi Niu.

The empty white stone is rotten, and the tears are full of sable fur.

Eighth. Qiupu Qianzhong Ridge, waterwheel ridge is the most strange.

The sky is pouring stones, and the water is blowing the parasitic branches.

The ninth. Jiang Zu is a stone, and the blue sky sweeps the screen.

The inscription poem remains eternal, and the green word brocade moss is born.

Its tenth. Thousands of heather trees, thousands of privet forests.

The mountains and mountains are full of egrets, and the streams are full of white apes.

Jun Mo to Qiupu, the ape voice broke the heart.

its eleven. Luo people cross the bird road, Jiang Zu out of the fish beam to cover the oak.

The water is urgent, and the mountain flowers are fragrant.

its twelve. Water is like a horse training, and this place is a flat sky.

Naike takes the bright moon and watches the flowers on the wine boat.

Its thirteenth. Lushui is pure in the month, and the moon understands the heron flying.

Lang listened to Cai Lingnu, and returned with a night song.

Its fourteenth. The fire illuminates the heavens and the earth, and the red stars are chaotic with purple smoke.

On a moonlit night, the song moves the cold river.

its fifteenth. The white hair is 3,000 zhang, and the fate seems to be long.

I don't know where to get the autumn frost in the mirror.

its sixteenth. Akiura Tian Sheong, fish harvesting and water accommodation.

His wife, Zhang Baiyu, is married to a deep bamboo.

its seventeenth. Tao Bo took a step and heard the words.

Say goodbye to the mountain monks, bow your head and bow to the white clouds.

Is it a poem or a word? Should it be more imposing or more romantic and tender?