Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
On March 3rd, Spring Festival, the weather was fresh, and many beautiful people gathered in Qujiang, Chang 'an.
Dignified attitude, lofty and quiet personality, plump skin, thin and moderate figure.
Embroidered gold and silver silk unicorn in late spring.
Far from their temples, Cuiweiye hangs down her temples and lips.
Behind them is a train full of pearls, rhythmically following the bearers.
Several of them are relatives of the imperial concubine and two wives of Guo and Qin.
The jade steamer is served with fragrant pots and purple humps, and the crystal plate is served with delicious white fish.
Rhinoceros has long been tired, and the knife has been cut empty.
The eunuch flew away, afraid to raise the dust, and the cook came to the sea, enjoying delicacies.
My music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, music, and so on.
How arrogant a horse owner is. He dismounted from the embroidered carpet and went into the tent.
Snow-like duckweed is easy to fall and cover, and bluebirds fly to the ground in red silk handkerchief.
But power can be as hot as a flame and burn people's fingers. Be alert to the Prime Minister and pay attention to his frown.
Twenty-three horse poems
Year: Tang Author: Li He
The fur pattern of the dragon horse is like a copper coin, and the white hoof gallops like stepping on a cloud.
But no one weaves a splendid picture, and who will cast a Jin Lu for it.
In winter, grass roots are sweet, and on the way to Beijing, snow is like salt.
I don't know whether my mouth is hard or soft, whether to touch the tribulus or to eat it.
I suddenly remembered Zhou Muwang, the son of the emperor, and drove on the Yushan Mountain.
Leave the amusement park with Zou, and Hongji can gallop to the horizon.
This Sergio Maffettone is average, and Fangxing is the essence.
Tap the fine bone forward, and it will bring its own copper sound.
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.
Hungry bones stop teeth, coarse hair wears flowers.
The beads faded, the hair was broken and the saw grew numb.
Ximu Liquor will stop, and East Wang Mi has dried up.
If the king swallows it, who will drag the shaft?
That horse, red, is useless, but Lu Bu can ride it.
I heard that Xiao Guo Frog, a beautiful boy, can be controlled.
Urging the bill to cross the Wujiang River [1] makes the immortal cry.
King [2] Where do you chase heroes today?
The horse was given to the imperial secretary, and the silver shovel stabbed Kirin.
At noon, salt sat on the table and rubbed the dust.
At the beginning of bamboo approval, peach blossoms were not on the upper body.
He must stir the array and use it to show the general.
The Baojun family is famous for its chivalrous character.
Heap gold to buy your bones and send them to King Xiang of Chu.
Sweet and fragrant, the dragon frowned.
Looking back at strangers in the south, who can't meet spring?
How can you be at a loss if you don't hunt from Huan Gong?
Once out of the ditch, look at the clouds.
Tang Jian beheaded Sui Gong, and Mao returned to Taizong.
Don't be too heavy, catch the wind.
White iron files green particles, and fine sand falls between the anvil.
The world pity the thin neck, but gold fears the long teeth.
Bole came up and saw that this is a swift horse, and its hair grows on its abdomen!
Now it is paying for its forage at the dock. When can it take off and cross the castle peak?
Xiao Si packs horses, Yuan Congzhu comes.
There are good things in the air, so I can't read the chapter.
The encirclement is like a swallow's tail, and the sword is like a fish intestine.
If you want to travel thousands of miles, you should first look out for the light.
Temporary horse, fairy in the color building.
What happened to Gaozhou?
When I arrived at the Wangs, I woke up Heluan.
When you gallop on the sea, you are regarded as a green mule.
Emperor Wu loves immortals and burns gold to get purple smoke.
The stables are full of meat horses and don't understand the sky.
Two Poems by Qujiang
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
A flower flew away, but it was spring, and the wind was so sad.
And look at the flowers and eyes, don't hurt your lips.
The small hall on the river is full of jade, with high lace and unicorn lying.
We must eat, drink and be merry in physics, so why trip this body with a floating name?
Go back to spring clothes every day and go home drunk every day.
Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.
Pierce the butterfly deeply, and the dragonfly flies leisurely with the water.
The scenery of the news flows together, and it does not violate the reward for the time being.
Qingpingle pine nuts are not old
Year: Song Author: Ceng Yi
Pine nuts are not old. Independent Penglai. The wind is fragrant with tassels and misty. Jiang Mei again. Dan Qing has already painted Kirin. The story of diusim belongs to the king's gate. I heard that the peach blossom is in bloom, and one branch wishes Qianchun.
"Water regulation, rain break, surfing"
Year: Song Author: Zhang
When the rain breaks, the waves are stormy and the mountains are in the clouds. The weather in Maiqiu is about the flooding of Jiaobojiang village. I don't envy the gold seal on my waist, but love my high pillow, which has nothing to do with Chai Men. Scratching my head, I'm old enough to do Kun.
White silk scarf, jade dust tail, a cup of spring scenery. Our generation still needs a middleman. Don't change your name to Wushi, compete with Yuqiao for seats, and share the ups and downs with the world. See Hong Fei, why draw a unicorn.
I don't need others to persuade me to drink.
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji
I don't need to be advised to drink. I'm afraid I'll run out of wine. Don't hate parting, don't hate being in a hurry. The story of Diusim's distinguished guest, the high hill outside the unicorn flower, who is the world hero? Going out with a smile is a thousand miles away.
Sun Liu, can make me, not for public. I did all kinds of things like this, and this matter was handed over to Qu Nong. However, I feel that I have done nothing but drunkenness and romance in my life. Dili does not shave, and Jianhu East also shaves.
"Magnolia is slow, step by step, Qiu Cuimang"
Year: Song Author:
The steps are thick and green, and it is colder in spring. It's getting dark at night, it's raining, and I'm worried. Han Jing. Take the clouds away and let the world of mortals fall into the world. Kirin in Zhong Qing has hatred, lying and listening to the flute and drums to travel. Year after year. Outside the leaves, before the flowers. Chu, my temples are all in one piece. Sigh for a long time, green ping blend, empty stone. Dust fate. Wine stained with powder, ask who, and then clear water. Laugh and pay, cold and thin.
"The Good Moon of Yu Yan".
Year: Song Author: Anonymous
Jade is a bright moon, she is a star. In the right season, the dream should be Kirin. However, the door of shame is hidden, and occasionally Yuchuan is tired, which also makes the family calm. The movement is a song, and the brush array sweeps a thousand troops. Envy the monarch, learn to be rich, and revitalize Wen Qing. Qingyun is a shortcut, and purple is more golden. Although Jingzhen is gorgeous, it is useless, like eight thousand Chinese toons. The king gave a banquet as a guest of honor.
The portrait of Zen man and master merged into praise
Year: Song Author: Shi Zhengjue
Sit back and forget right and wrong.
The cultivation of Buddha, the scope of heaven and earth.
The top of the skull is covered with eyebrows, and the sentence machine is empty.
Qingyuan Zheqilinbu, a medical blonde Wei Zi.
Hold hands when you meet, and all roads lead to the same goal.