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Please recommend some classical Tang poetry and Song poetry Yuan songs with artistic conception.

I don't regret the widening of my belt, but I am haggard for Iraq-my latest love-Liu Yong.

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. -Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci

The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. (Don Zhang Jiuling looks at the moon and thinks far)

I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. (Tang Libai heard that Wang Changling moved from left to Longbiao, which was sent from afar)

I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. (Don Li Bai is hard to go)

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. (Don Cui Hao Yellow Crane Tower)

The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones. (Tang Du Fu recited 500 words from Beijing to Fengxian.

Reading breaks thousands of volumes, and writing is like a god. (Tang Du Fu gave Wei Zuocheng twenty-two rhymes)

This song should only be heard in the sky and on earth several times. (Tang Du Fu presented Hua Qing)

Wandering butterflies always dance, while charming yinger just cries. (Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers by the River")

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. (Don Wei Wu Ying is on the Xixi River in Chuzhou)

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. (Tang Hanyu Xiaoyu in early spring)

On the side of the sinking ship, Qian Fan entered, in front of the sick tree, Wan Muchun. (Yuxi, Liu Tang, enjoying Lotte and boating, first meeting)

Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Tang Jiadao, titled Li Ningju You)

A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers. (Tang Changjian, a Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple)