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Tang Dynasty Wei Yingwu

"Listen to the sound of Jialing River water and send a message to the Master"

The cliffs were cut to release the rushing water, which was called the Traces of Shen Yu in ancient times.

It’s noisy at night in the mountain store, and I feel uneasy sleeping alone.

The nature of water is calm from the clouds, and there is no sound in the stone;

How can two things stimulate each other, causing thunder to turn into nothingness and the mountains to be startled?

Yi Zhi Dao's door is old, so I feel affection for this thing.

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Song Dynasty·Lei Zhen's "Village Evening"

The pond is full of grass, the pond is full of water, and the setting sun soaks the mountains with cold ripples.

The shepherd boy returns and crosses the cow's back, playing the piccolo without any tune.

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Tang Dynasty·Zhu Qingyu's "Recent Examination on Zhang Shuibu"

The red candles were lit in the bridal chamber last night, and I waited in front of the hall to pay homage to my uncle and aunt.

After putting on makeup, she asked her husband in a low voice, and her eyebrows were slightly darker than usual.

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Song Dynasty·Yang Wanli's "Late Steps in the Cool Autumn"

It is not inevitable that the autumn air will be miserable, but the mild cold is just a pleasant thing.

All the green ponds have lost their red leaves, but the lotus leaves are still blooming.

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Tang Dynasty·Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Wind"

Where does the autumn wind come? It sends the wild geese flying.

When the morning comes to enter the garden tree, the solitary guest is the first to hear it.

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Song Dynasty·Huang Tingjian's "Qing Ping Le·Where Will Spring Return"

Where does spring return? It is lonely and has no way to travel. If someone knows where spring goes, call him to come back and live with him.

Who knows that there is no trace of spring? Unless you ask the oriole. No one can understand the hundreds of songs, because the wind flies over the roses.

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Tang Dynasty·Du Fu's "Seven Quatrains on Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers"

In front of Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring light is lazy and relying on the breeze.

A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner. Love the deep red and the light red?

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The s on the river are so annoying that there is nowhere to tell them but they are crazy.

Walking around looking for a drinking companion from my neighbor in the south, I spend ten days drinking alone in an empty bed.

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The dense s and stamens are afraid of the riverside, and walking in danger is really afraid of spring.

(Afraid of one work: wrapping)

Poetry and wine are enough to drive you around, and you don’t need to take care of the white-headed man.

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The river is deep and the bamboos are quiet for two or three houses, and the busy red s reflect the white s.

To repay the spring sunshine, you should send good wine to your life.

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Looking eastward, Shaocheng is full of s, and the tall buildings with hundreds of s are even more pitiful.

Who can open the golden cup with wine and summon the beautiful women to dance and embroider the banquet?

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In front of Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring light is lazy and relying on the breeze.

A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner. Love the deep red and the light red?

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Huang Si’s maiden’s house is full of s, with thousands of s hanging low on the branches.

The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease.

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It’s not that you want to die if you love s, but you’re just afraid that the s will run out and you’ll get old.
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