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Spring: Spring.

Dawn. Tang Dynasty. Meng Haoran. Spring. Sleep. No.

Straight. Dawn, everywhere. Place. Sniff.

Cry. Bird. Night. Come.

Wind. Rain. sound, flowers. Fall. Know. Many.

Few. Yongliu. He Zhizhang. Jasper is made into a tree high, 10,000 hanging down green silk, I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Summer: Wanglu Mountain Waterfall.

Li bai. Rizhao incense burner Bi Chongsheng purple smoke hand cultivation annihilation, distant waterfall hanging front river.

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

Yugeko. Zhang Zhihe.

The egret flies in front of the Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms flow and the mandarin fish is fat.

Green hats, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.

Autumn: September 9 recalls the Shandong brothers.

Wang wei. Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood.

Dong: Don't Dong Da. High. Suitable.

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blows geese and snow.

Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you.

The owner of Furong Mountain in the snow.

Liu Changqing. Day. Evening. Cang.

Mountain. Far away, day. Cold. White.

House. Poor. Firewood. Door.

Sniff. Dog. Bark, wind. Snow. Night. Return. Person.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

1. Children don't know each other, (

2, white hair 3,000 zhang, (

3. ( There are dragonflies standing on their heads.

4. ( The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

5, the lotus leaves are infinitely green, (

6. ( If you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately.)

7, Chaimen smells the dog barking, (

8. (Who in the world doesn't know you?)

9. ( A lonely sail comes by the sun.

10. ( It's just near dusk.

11, the day out of the field and the night performance of hemp, (

12, the wild sky and low trees, (

13, ( When will the bright moon shine on me.)

14, the sunrise river flowers are red and the fire wins, (

15. Parking and sitting in love with Maple Grove at night, (

16. People have joys and sorrows, (

17. At the end of the day, the river flows into the sea.

18. The mountains are far away at dusk, and the houses are poor in cold weather.

19. The flying stream is going straight down, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky.

20. Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of trees bloomed.

Answer: 1Smile and ask where the guest is from.

2.The fate is like a long.

3.The small lotus shows sharp corners, 4I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, 5The lotus flowers are different red.

6.Glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine, 7Wind and snow night return.

8.Don't worry about the road ahead, 9The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other, 10The sunset is endlessly good, 11The sons and daughters of the village are in charge of their own households.

12.Jiang Qingyue is close.

13.The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, 14In spring, the river water is as green as blue.

15.Frost leaves are red in February.

16.The moon is cloudy and sunny.

17.Daytime; Yellow River.

18.Cang. White.

19.Three thousand; Nine.

20.Pear.

Hehe, let's speak in the original language! ——

Houping lived in the township for ten years, looking up and picking up, and had more food and clothing. Guarding the two counties in a row, they did their best to get into the lead. Each time you get a book, you will survey and proofread together, and the whole episode will be signed.

Get calligraphy and painting Yi Ding, also play Shu scroll, finger defects, and end a candle at night. Therefore, the paper is exquisite, the calligraphy and painting are complete, and the book collectors are crowned. Yu sex even strong memory, every meal, sit back to the hall to cook tea, refers to the accumulation of book history, saying something in a certain book and a certain volume of the first few leaves of the first few lines, to win or lose in the middle of the angle, for the tea in order.

In the middle of the glass and laughter, until the tea overturned in the arms, but not drink. Willing to always be a countryman! Therefore, although he is in trouble and poverty, he is unyielding.

Excerpt from "Jin Shi Lu Afterword" Li Qingzhao.

Win or lose in the middle or no, for the tea first. In the middle of the glass and laughter, until the tea overturned in the arms, but not drink. "It's already very clear, do you still need me to explain?

The story of Jia Island's scrutiny.

The book "Liu Gongjia's Words" records: Jia Dao first went to the capital Chang'an to participate in the imperial examination, and one day he rode on the back of a donkey and chanted a poem: "Late at night, there is silence, birds perch on the branches by the pond, and the monks come back late and knock on the door of the temple in the moonlight."

At first, I wanted to use the word "push", and then I wanted to use the word "knock", and I pondered the words and sentences, but I was never sure which word to use was more exquisite and expressive, so I chanted and recited on the back of the donkey, and kept reaching out to gesture "push" and "knock" postures. At this time, Yin Han Yuzheng, the servant of the Ministry and Jingzhao Yin, was passing by here, and Jia Dao unknowingly bumped into the third part of the honor guard. The entourage pushed Jia Dao and brought him to Jingzhao Yin Hanyu, and Jia Dao explained the verses he had chanted one by one.

Han Yu stopped standing for a long time, and said to Jia Dao: "It's better to use the word 'knock'." So he rode back to the government house side by side with Jia Island.

For a long time, the two were reluctant to leave to discuss poetry writing, although they were big officials, Han Yu became friends with Jia Dao, a civilian poet.

Think for yourself and be clear