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Mountain dwelling autumn twilight, Tang Wang Wei.
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.
The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat.
Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.
Birdsong Stream, Tang Wang Wei.
People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the spring mountain is empty.
The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings.
Zhuli Pavilion Tang Wang Wei.
Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.
People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures.
Spring night rain Tao Yuanming.
Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.
Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and the river boats are bright.
Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city.
Luchai Wang Wei.
There is no one in the empty mountain, but there is a sound of people's voices.
Return to the deep forest, and revisit the moss.
Xin Yiwu Wang Wei.
Hibiscus flowers, red calyx in the mountains.
The stream is lonely, and they are falling one after another.
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Quatrain: Two yellow orioles sing green willows, and a line of egrets go up to the sky. The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. Pastoral peach blossoms include rain, willow green with spring smoke. The flowers have not been swept away, and the warblers are still sleeping.
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The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses. Ask you how you can be, and your heart is far away. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain. The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning. There is a real meaning in this, and I have forgotten to argue. - Drinking" Tao Yuanming.
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Meng Haoran "The Old Man's Village".
The old man Gu Ji invited me to Tian's house.
The green tree village is close to the edge, and the green mountain Guo is oblique outside.
Open the noodle garden, and talk about the wine.
Stay until the Double Ninth Day, and come to chrysanthemums.
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Luchai Wang Wei.
There is no one in the empty mountain, but there is a sound of people's voices.
Returning to the deep forest, shining on the moss.
Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran.
I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.
Birdsong Stream" Wang Wei.
People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the spring mountain is empty.
The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings.
Bamboo Pavilion Wang Wei.
Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.
People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures.
Su Jian Dejiang "Meng Haoran.
Move the boat to park the smoke, and the sunset is new.
The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people.
In the Mountains" Wang Wei.
Jingxi white stone out, the weather is cold and the red leaves are sparse.
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the empty green is wet.
Mountain Dwelling Autumn Eyes" Wang Wei.
After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.
The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat.
Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.
Over the Old Man's Village" Meng Haoran.
The old man Gu Ji invited me to Tian's house.
The green tree village is close to the edge, and the green mountain Guo is oblique outside.
Open the noodle garden, and talk about the wine.
Stay until the Double Ninth Day, and come to chrysanthemums.
- Drinking" Tao Yuanming.
The knot is in the human realm, and there is no noise of cars and horses.
Ask you how you can be, and your heart is far away.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.
The mountain weather is good, and the birds are returning.
There is a true meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.
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Looking at Dongting Lake, he gave Zhang Cheng.
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Tour Shanxi Village [Song] Land Tour.
Mo laughs at the farmer's wine, and the guests are full of chickens and dolphins in the harvest year.
There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.
Wild old song Zhang Ji.
The old peasant family lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of mountain fields.
Miao is not allowed to eat more taxes, and the imported official warehouse is turned into soil.
The hoe ploughs the empty room at dusk, and Hu'er climbs the mountain to harvest acorns.
Xijiang Jia Kezhu Baihu, the boat dog long meat.
Spring Pastoral Wang Wei.
The spring doves in the house are singing, and the apricot blossoms are white by the trees.
Hold an axe to cut down the distant poplar, and the lotus hoe looks for the spring vein.
Return to the swallow to know the old nest, and the old man looks at the new calendar.
Suddenly, melancholy travelers.
Tour Shanxi Village [Song] Land Tour.
Mo laughs at the farmer's wine, and the guests are full of chickens and dolphins in the harvest year.
There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.
Returned to Songshan Mountain. Qingchuan takes a long and thin belt, and the carriages and horses go to leisure.
If the flowing water is intentional, the twilight birds will return to each other.
The deserted city is in the ancient crossing, and the sunset is full of autumn mountains.
Coming back and retreating.
Meng Haoran's "The Old Man's Village".
The old man Gu Ji invited me to Tian's house.
The green tree village is close to the edge, and the green mountain Guo is oblique outside.
Open the noodle garden, and talk about the wine.
Stay until the Double Ninth Day, and come to chrysanthemums.
Du Fu's "Quatrain".
In the late days, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants.
The mud melts and flies the swallows, and the sand warms the mandarin ducks.
Du Fu's "Quatrain".
Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.
The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship.
Zhongnan Mountain Taiyi is close to the sky, and even the mountains are connected to the sea.
The white clouds look back, and the blue mist enters to see nothing.
The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and sunshines are different.
If you want to stay with someone, ask the woodcutter across the water.
Farewell to the end of the south. The middle-aged man is quite good, and his late home is in the south of the mountains.
Xinglai Mei is alone, and he knows what he is winning.
Go to the poor place of the water, and sit and watch the clouds rise.
Occasionally, Lin Suo, talk and laugh without a repayment date.
Qingxi Yan enters the Huanghua River, and every time the Qingxi River is chased.
With the mountains, there will be thousands of turns, and there will be no hundred miles of fun.
The sound is noisy in the stone, and the color is quiet and deep.
The rippling pan water chestnut is clear and reflects the reeds.
I'm idle, Kiyokawa is like this.
Please stay on the rock, the fishing will be done.
Weichuan Tianjia. The oblique light ruins, the cattle and sheep in the poor alleys return.
The wild old man thought of the shepherd boy, leaning on the staff and waiting for the thorn.
Pheasant sentence Yu wheat seedlings show, silkworm sleeping mulberry leaves sparse.
Tian Fu and He hoeed, and the words of each other followed.
That is, the envy of leisure, and the decline of sorrow.
Shin Haruno (one made a night) look.
The new sunny field is wild. Extremely clean and dirt-free.
Guomen Lindutou. The village tree is connected to the mouth of the stream.
Outside the white water Mingtian. After Bifeng came out of the mountain.
There are no idlers in the agricultural month. Dumping family affairs in the south of the acre.
The Huanghuachuan dangerous path is tens of thousands of turns, and it will be three days off for several miles.
Ring to see the apprentices, hidden across the forest hills.
The rain is sassy and pine, and the gurgling stones are in the middle.
In the deep stream, there is a long roar on the top of the mountain.
Looking at Nanshan Yang, the white dew is long.
The green gaoli has been cleaned, and the green trees are lush like floating.
used to be tired of being secret, and people were worried.
Cui Puyang's brother Ji Chongqian Shanxing.
The autumn colors are good, and the situation is leisure.
Under the west forest, you know the mountain in front of you.
Thousands of miles of horizontal color, several peaks out of the clouds.
Saga against the Qin State, together with the Jingguan.
The remnant rain is slanting and the sun is shining, and the birds are still flying at sunset.
The old man is now Shanger, sighing for this decadence.
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"Moonlit Night".
Don Du Fu. Tonight, the moon in Yanzhou, the boudoir only looks alone.
Pity the little children, and do not understand the memory of Chang'an.
The fragrant mist is wet, and the clear jade arm is cold.
When to lean on the false pretense, the tears of the double shine are dry.
Moonlit Night" — Don Liu Fangping.
The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.
Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.
Moonlit Nights - Don Wei Yingwu.
The bright moon flows in the spring city, and the dew accumulates fragrant grass.
Sitting and thinking that the window is empty, and the scenery is good.
Qingjing is like a god, and many people are injured and grow old.
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