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The old man in the horizon did not return, and he cried at dusk.

Longyou Heyuan did not plow, and Hu rode Qiang soldiers into Bashu.

In "Hong Tao", the wind blows trees, vultures fly in front and swans fly behind.

I attached a book to Luoyang nine times, but I haven't heard from you for ten years.

Translation:

The wandering old man couldn't go home, but came to Hedong at dusk, with tears streaming down his face.

The land in Longyou and Heyuan can no longer be planted, and Tibetan cavalry have invaded Bashu.

The flood was terrible and the wind pulled up all the trees. There are bald birds flying in front and swans flying behind.

How many times have you sent messages to your hometown Luoyang? I haven't heard from my relatives and friends for ten years.

2. Jingmen stands looking at the Lijiang River? Tang Libai

When the spring and the moon valley come, integrity looks very peaceful. ?

Peach blossoms on the river, like the hometown of Jinjiang, are full of spring. ?

The river is bright green, vast, boiling and balanced.

The mountains on both sides of the strait start from the water, and the land of Jingzhou is flush with the land, but the water vapor of Chu is transpiration, and the towering clouds sway. ?

Wild geese bathe in the sand, and orioles singing in the valley are as beautiful as flowers. ?

The green sand bar seems to turn around the cruise ship, and the green trees in the mainland open their arms to me. ?

Looking around, the water vapor on Jiangpu, the rising moon and white sails on the sea.

Jiangling knows fire from afar and should go to Miyagi.

Translation:

In early spring and March, the river surged through the Moon Gorge of the Three Gorges and rolled in. I took a boat on the river in Jingzhou and looked as much as possible.

Peach blossoms are floating on the river, just like my hometown Jinjiang, which is full of spring.

The river is bright green, vast and boiling, in line with balance.

Bashan on both sides of the river protects water, and the boundary in Jingzhou is even with the ground, but the evaporation of water vapor in Chu has produced towering and swaying Yunshan.

The geese bathing in the sand on the beach are only white, and the orioles coming out of the valley for food are as beautiful as flowers.

The green sandbar seems to revolve around the cruise ship, and the green trees on the mainland warmly open their arms to me.

Looking around, the water vapor on the Jiangpu River gathers, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the white sails.

When I saw the lights on the wall of Gangneung, I knew I was coming to Jumia.

3. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night? Tang Dufu?

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. ?

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. ?

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Translation:

Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born.

With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.

The sky in the field path is dark, and only a little fishing fire on the fishing boat by the river emits a ray of light, which is particularly bright. ?

When you come in the morning, the wet soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguancheng must be a colorful scene.

4, "Little Star Dam" Tang Wangwei

In summer, I turned my attention to the Three Gorges, and in spring, I recalled the Imperial Capital.

A woman is having fun in Qingjiang River, and a crow is in the morning.

The water town is in the city, and the mountain bridge is tree-lined.

Climb out of the well and look at two lumens.

People speak different languages, and warblers are the voices of ancient countries.

Lai's mountains and rivers are very interesting and feel a little alienated.

Translation:

Go straight to the dam at dawn, and spring will make me miss Beijing.

There was a woman washing in the river, and chickens crowed at sunrise.

People in Shuicheng do business on boats, while people in Shanqiao walk on treetops.

Climb high, appear in Wanjiajingyi, and look into the distance.

Everyone speaks the dialect of a foreign land, but the oriole shouts the voice of his hometown.

Fortunately, I know the taste of mountains and rivers very well, which can relieve the trouble of leaving home.

5. "Chengdufu"? Tang Dufu?

Sang Yu Day, I'll take my clothes.

I was traveling in different mountains and rivers, and suddenly I stood on the side of heaven.

But when you meet new people, you never know your hometown.

The river flows away, and the wandering sun and moon grow long.

Once the city was full of houses of China people, and the trees were pale in winter and winter.

This is a famous city, and it is also the spring of oral sex.

Faithful and at a loss, he glanced sideways at Chuan Liang.

Birds return at night, and the Central Plains is vast.

The first month is not high, but the stars are still brilliant.

I have traveled since ancient times. Why should I be sad?

Translation:

At dusk, the twilight is boundless, and the glory of the sunset hangs over me.

The mountains and rivers changed all the way, and in an instant, we reached the other side of the sky.

I just keep meeting strangers, and I don't know when I can see my hometown again.

River of no return, living in a foreign land will last longer.

There are many tall buildings in China, and the trees are gray in cold winter.

The bustling metropolis is full of singing and dancing, playing and singing.

Unable to adapt to this gorgeous urban life, I had to look sideways.

At night, birds return to their nests, and there is little news in the war-torn Central Plains.

The rising moon hangs obliquely in the sky, and the stars in the sky shine with the moon.

Living in a foreign country has existed since ancient times. Why should I be sad alone?