Poems about beautiful hometown

1. Are there any poems describing the beauty of hometown? Except at night, don.

The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.

My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

2, "Home" Tang Du Mu

The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?

3. Song Ligou in Homesickness

People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.

Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.

The letter from Shi Jing was written by Yuan Kai.

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

5, "Hao Chu sees the mountain with the Lord to send friends to Jinghua" Liu Tang Zongyuan

The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.

How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!

6, "Yan Wen" Tang Wei Wu Ying

Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.

7, "Miscellaneous Poems" Tang

You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?

8. "Thinking of my Shandong brother on vacation in the mountains" Tang.

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

9, "Jingmen Ferry Farewell Friends" Tang Libai

Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

10, "Moonlight Billion My Boy" Tang Du Fu

A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in a war? .

1 1, climb the mountain in autumn to see the Changqingtai Temple of General Wu.

The dilapidated vegetation has withered, and the autumn scenery has aroused my homesickness. There are few people in the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by water.

The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest. Southern dynasties, what's left? , today alone in the Yangtze River.

12, "Bamboo Branch" Yuxi, Liu Tang

Spring grass grows in the head of Baidicheng, and the Qingjiang River in Sichuan is at the foot of Baiyan Mountain.

Southerners come up to sing a song, but northerners don't come up to be nostalgic.

13 "Yu Chang 'an returns to Yangzhou on September 9th" Sui Jiang Zong

My heart went south, but my body came back from north to south in autumn. How many more chrysanthemums have been planted under the fence in my hometown today?

14, "Xiuzi" Song Luyou

I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.

Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

15, the pride of the fisherman Song Fan Zhongyan

The scenery in Qiu Lai is different. The wild geese in Hengyang go unnoticed and ring all around. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.

A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.

16, "Missing in Jiangnan" Tang Fanggan

The grass withered yesterday, but it is green today, which makes people homesick again. I dreamed of going home at night, and it was already dawn before I got to Tonglu.

Qiu Si Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Tianjingsha 17

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

18, "Crossing the River" in Tang Song.

Away from home, winter goes and spring comes, and I am eager to get news. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.

19, "Stagnant Rain" Tang Li Shangyin

It's a long night in the rain, and the lights are lonely. My hometown is full of clouds and water, which is not suitable for Qiu Meng.

20. "Send Wu Jiujiu to Yuanling" Changling

The Yuanjiang River flows to the morning sun, and Xikou meets you far away.

Who is away from the thunderstorm in Wang Zhi? Return home in spring next year. Make an appreciative comment

2. A beautiful hometown poet is the beauty of hometown.

The water in my hometown is sweet.

The moon is the circle of my hometown.

With my hometown, I can compare with the outside world.

Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; I want to come today, it's raining->

Mourning, Danggui in the distance —— Folk Songs of Han Yuefu >

Humayi North Wind, Crossing the South Branch of Bird's Nest —— Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han

But how many loves have left nothing to grow and won three spring rays-Don Meng Jiao >

Now, approaching my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question-Tang Song Wen Zhi >

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei in full bloom? -Tang Wang Wei >

The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again, and I suddenly remembered home-Don Li Bai >

Where is your hometown? Unless you are drunk, forget it-Song Liqingzhao >

Miss your relatives more during the festive season-Tang Wangwei >

Looking forward to the full moon tonight, I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into-Don Wang Jian >

Everyone feels strange in a foreign language, but they hate the sound of singing birds like an ancient mountain-Don Sikong Tu >

Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the old waves-Tang He Zhang Zhi >

Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same. -Tang He Zhangzhi >

He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! -Tang Du Fu >;

3. What poems describe the beauty of hometown? 1. The cold light of the hotel does not sleep alone, and the guest's heart turns to sorrow. My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

People say that sunset is the end of the world. Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.

The river is three thousand miles long and there are fifteen lines of letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.

The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere. How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!

5. Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives more often during the festive season. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

6. Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.

7. Spring grass grows in the head of Baidicheng, and Baiyanshan goes down to Qingjiang. Southerners come up to sing a song, but northerners don't come up to be nostalgic.

8. I didn't know everything was empty until I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!

9. The grass withered yesterday, but it is green today, which makes people homesick again. I dreamed of going home at night, and it was already dawn before I got to Tonglu.

10. Far from home, winter goes and spring comes, and I am eager to get news. The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.

4. Ancient Poems 1 Describe the scenery of hometown, the evening scenery of Chunjiang River.

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

Jiang Lin has more hair, and the clouds are getting brighter every day.

When you are at the road sign, you will feel the longing for spring.

Only when you are happy can you not spread beauty.

At dusk, under the golden pavilion, passenger ships are full of flowers.

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Trees are lush and flowers are in full bloom by the river; Clouds and sunset in the sky reflect each other, and the scenery is bright and beautiful.

When Levy met this beautiful scene, the feeling of surprise was sudden. Consciously, the spring thoughts are vague and complacent, and the interest is beyond words.

At sunset, the whole river was bathed in the afterglow of sunset, and the river was golden.

The falling petals fell on the passenger ship of the ferry with the sunset. Such a beautiful and charming scene is amazing.

2. Flower path

Tang dynasty: Han Yu

The bees and butterflies have gone, and the fragrance has heard the other side.

If you want to know the flower island, look for the red clouds on the water.

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Bees and butterflies are flying in the same direction, along the direction of bees and butterflies, mobilizing their sense of smell, and suddenly feel the fragrant aroma spread to the other side of the broad river.

Want to know where the island in the river is full of flowers? Across the wide river, there seems to be a red cloud in the distance.

3. General situation of Jiangnan tourism

Tang Dynasty: Zu Yong

Chu's mountains are endless, and the road back home is so rugged.

Look at the sunrise in the East China Sea, and you will know that it will rain. Hear the roar of the night tide.

My book sword is falling, and I am detained near the south. My home is far away, and my home is hard to collect. My home is under the wild geese in the north wind, and it blows south but not north.

The oranges in Wutan are ripe and I want to send some home, but no one takes them to Luoyang.

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Chu's mountains are endless, and the road back home is so rugged and depressing.

When I saw the sunrise and colorful clouds in the East China Sea, I knew it was going to rain. When you hear the surging waves of the great river, you know that the night tide is coming.

My sword fell and I was detained near Nandou. My hometown is far away, so it is difficult to collect books at home. The geese in the north wind blow to the south and can't return to the north.

The oranges in Wutan are ripe and I want to send some home, but unfortunately no one has brought them to Luoyang.

4, that is, things

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

In late spring and March, the Wuxia Gorge is long and the sun shines brightly in Yunfu.

Thunder suddenly sends a thousand peaks of rain, and flowers are as muddy as flowers.

The oriole turned over the water, and the swallow might as well get muddy.

In the picture of Gefei shutter, nothingness belongs only to Xiaoxiang.

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The late spring and March of martial arts seems to be longer than other places. The white clouds above are dancing with the wind, reflecting the sunshine and very bright.

Suddenly it thundered, and immediately it rained heavily. Between heaven and earth, the mountain peaks are shrouded in boundless rain, and the heavy rain suddenly gathers and scatters, and the fresh air is filled with all kinds of flowers at once.

Delicate orioles encounter thunderstorms, panic and turn back, and their habitats are uncertain; Swallows are different. It works in the rain and flies in the wind.

When I opened the shutters in front of the window, I saw a beautiful picture. The scenery in the canyon is very spectacular. The mountains are steep and there are thousands of thunderstorms, but they still lack the vastness of Xiaoxiang Dongting.

5, butterfly love flowers, spring is bleak and fragrant.

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Spring is fading and the grass is resting. The view from the guest room and Tomb-Sweeping Day. People remember to say goodbye at dusk in the courtyard. Birds are everywhere.

Close at hand, mountains and rivers divide into Chu and Yue. Eye broken soul pin, answer the dust off. The dream is broken and my heart is broken. The sound of the horn blows the plum blossom moon.

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Originally, spring is a season of blooming flowers and lush weeds, and there are pleasing and jubilant scenes everywhere. But the good times didn't last long, and this beautiful scenery has long passed. After living in a foreign land for a long time, it's another year in Tomb-Sweeping Day. Sitting in the yard at dusk, I miss my loved ones. However, when the flowers were everywhere, I happened to meet the shrike.

The place where relatives are located is only a stone's throw away from here, but it is also divided into Chu and cross-border areas. They can't move freely but look at each other. Fish and geese communicate with each other. Looking through the autumn water, there is no news. By the fifth watch, not only did the dream fail, but the harsh horn sounded when people woke up in their dreams. Why doesn't this hurt the guest's heart?

5. Praise hometown ancient poems 1, "the beauty of hometown"

Sweet hometown water,

The most beautiful thing is the local accent.

Sweet water and beautiful local accent-

Better than jade liquid,

Just like Yue Xian on earth!

Wandering around the world alone.

2. Hometown

My hometown is in that beautiful place.

The pine trees all over the mountain are like a green ocean.

Float in the wind and dance.

The sound of pine trees sounds like a symphony.

The embrace of pine trees and pine trees is a symbol of unity.

Proudly tall and straight is the pillar of hometown

Surrounded by mountains, flowers are floating everywhere.

Beautiful scenery near the mountains and rivers

The river is sparkling.

It is even more brilliant to be shaded by trees.

Hometown haunted by dreams

You are my loveliest hometown

6. Praise beautiful homeland's poem 1, countless beautiful homes Author: modern weeping willows and rippling reeds in Xiao Feng set off unique lotus leaves, pink and pure lotus flowers, enchanting coconuts in the south, bright maple leaves, crisp bamboo forests, tangled rattan lovers' meeting in Shi Lan Bridge, gorgeous and charming sun flowers, plum blossom piles in Wulin unofficial history and countless beautiful smiles. Endless beauty, birds and flowers everywhere, poetry everywhere. That is my beautiful and lovely century lakeside home. 2. Beautiful home-Sansha Author: Gao Shiming, a modern motherland, has a beautiful city in the South China Sea, and its name is Sansha.

Fishermen have been farming at sea for generations and catching shrimp year after year. Changsha Wanli Shitang is a lovely home for Sansha fishermen.

A more detailed investigation of Sansha City, the Pearl of Hainan, in the road book, Chinese sons and daughters took the lead in discovering management and set sail to fight the ends of the earth. The South China Sea is the sea of ancestors, and the iron fact proves this.

The sea and sky in Sansha City are like a dream. The corals on the seabed are colorful and dazzling, and clusters are like blooming flowers. The strange and steep coral reef forest is lifelike and everyone praises it.

In the lush Sansha City, fishermen planted a century-old coconut tree. Green home sandbars become oases, and big trees shade fruit trees in rows.

Pittosporum sand-fixing revetment, four-season hedge flowers. In Sansha City, a paradise for birds, thousands of seabirds hover in the air to catch flying fish passing by the water.

Red-footed boobies fight in the wind and waves, which fishermen call "navigation birds" and have accurate positioning ability. Sansha City on the blue waves has precious seafood under the waves.

In the sea of turtles and sea urchins, Longevity Star, the king of shellfish, tastes delicious. Hippocampus is a precious Chinese patent medicine and one of the eight treasures of sea cucumber in the world.

Sansha City is a vibrant city, experiencing rapid infrastructure construction. Solar street lamps illuminate the island and residential buildings are moving in.

After the completion of seawater desalination sewage treatment in power stations, hospitals, schools, banks and supermarkets have mushroomed. The rich and beautiful Sansha sea area has attracted the envy of countries inside and outside the region.

Sansha swordsmen, demonstrating their determination to defend sovereignty, built the Great Wall of Wan Li on the vast ancestor South Island Reef. Every Monday morning, the sun shines on the sea area of 200 square kilometers. Sansha people gather under the flagpole and sing the national anthem. The five-star red flag flies high in the sea of ancestors.

3, beautiful homeland, Xinyang Author: I am a modern old Yan. I was born in the north of Jiangnan. I grew up in the south of the north. Looking at the vast plains and beautiful mountains and rivers, that is my beautiful home. I am Lao Yan. I grew up on both sides of the Huaihe River. Fly over rice fields and wheat fields every day and drink the water from South Bay. I will taste the sweetness of Jigongshan cherry again. I am Lao Yan. I live on both sides of the Huaihe River. There are fragrant lotus roots and green tea gardens. All the boys here are hardworking and talented. The girls here are as beautiful as the flowers in spring. I am Lao Yan. I was born in the north of Jiangnan. I grew up in the dark clouds in the south of the Yangtze River. Please don't cover up the poet's keen heart and rain. Please don't wet the artist's clear eyes. How much I need them to render this beauty with that vivid poem and that charming picture scroll. 4. Beautiful green home Author: Wang Ping said that in modern autumn, the sun is setting, the white clouds are long, the mountains are green under the blue sky, and the water is quiet. Surging in my heart, I sincerely hope to watch the beautiful green home. How many warm dreams are in front of us, how many warm heartstrings stir the autumn sky, and the golden childhood footprint flows quietly in the depths of a vibrant and dense coconut grove. In the distance, groups of white geese danced and returned in groups, crossing the southern green fields and country roads in autumn, and scarlet cars carried lingering homesickness. Busy on the road, following the happy and satisfied passers-by, full of the rustic voice of the scenery that has been polished for years, full of the ancient legend of fathers' cigarettes, the lonely and lively hometown of Daoxiang is far away from the noise of the city, looking for peace here. 5. Talk: My Hometown Author: Chen Jue Hyundai dispelled the quiet and thin smoke of the years with the green hills as the background, and quietly led the tortuous and deep stone road to my home, living in Shan Ye, deep in the mountains. My ancestors and villages are breathing happily. White cranes fly in the mountains and perch in the river bend. The distance of a bird song is enough for me to walk in the mud all my life. The black sludge that came out between my bare feet felt cold and warm. This is out of love for my family, and I am really moved by the earth. Sunshine and rain often make crops grow quietly. They are like a potbellied ignorant daughter. Say to the village: I have a seasonal cycle, a rain and a few rays of sunshine, which is enough to make rice and corn drunk. They fainted in my home, pursuing the fragrance of the earth and the light of the ideal life. From ravines to ravines, from cottages to cottages, every trace of green is the most beautiful scenery. Although the family is not rich, it is full of happiness and hope.

7. The hometown of poetry beauty Tang () Yellow Crane Tower The ancients have gone through the white clouds, and there is no room for the Yellow Crane Tower here.

The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every grass and tree in Hanyang is clear, and spring grass grows in Parrot Island.

But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves. Li Bai: On the way to Yangzhou, I bid farewell to Meng Haoran, an old friend of the Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

Sailing alone in the blue mountains, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Listening to the Yellow Crane Tower playing flute and playing the piano with a stone flute, I went to Changsha to move guests, but I didn't see my home in Chang 'an in the west.

There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May. Mulan's Shatangzhou is sung on the river, and Yu Di Golden Tube sits at both ends.

There are thousands of guests in the wine, and prostitutes go with the flow. The immortal in the Yellow Crane Tower is still waiting for the Yellow Crane to leave, but I have no heart to swim with Bai Ou on foot this time.

Qu Ping's Ci hangs the sun and the moon, and Chu Wang's pavilion is empty. As soon as I was happy, I put pen to paper and shook the five mountains. After the poem was written, the sound of Xiao Ao, Xiao Ao, went straight into the sea.

If fame and wealth can be used in the Han River, I am afraid that the northwest will be fought back by the northwest. Looking at Parrot Island, Huai Mi Heng Wei Di Ying Octupole.

An ant looks at Mi Heng. Huang Zudou is a man.

Killing people is notorious. Wujiangfu parrot

Writing is a superhero. Strong and strong.

Every word wants to fly. Storks peck at lonely phoenix.

Qianchun hurts my feelings. The five mountains begin in a square inch.

Hidden but flat. What's the use of talent?

Ignorance and punishment. So far, Zhou Fang.

Whelan can't live. Jiangxia: Give Wei Nanling an ice horse to scare the dust. Young Hu drinks the horse's water in Tianjin.

You are near Jiuquan for Zhangye, and I have traveled nine thousand miles since March 8th. The world is new and the law is wide, and the yelang moves the frost and cold.

The memory of an old friend is invisible in the west, and the east wind is Chang 'an's dream. I suddenly met here in Ningqi, and my surprise was like falling smoke.

Yu Di manages four banquets, but it's hard to make a long sentence. Yesterday, the embroidered clothes were blue and sick as peaches and plums.

I used to ride a horse, but now I ride a vassal gate in Money Festival. Lai meets Nanping with a clear mind, and the master holds a clear theory.

There is a mountain like Wan Liyun, and it is boring to look around the sky. People are still bored and have suffered for a long time.

Worry comes to drink 2000 stones, cold ash warms up spring. Drunk mountain masters can ride horses, especially romantic masters.

Monks are full of clouds and full moons, and the scenery has always been unsatisfactory. Otherwise, you will beat gongs and drums, play surging streams, and call for the songs of Jiangnan's daughters.

I will smash the Yellow Crane Tower for you, and you will smash Nautilus Island for me. Chibi is like a dream, singing and dancing.

Jia Dao: The Yellow Crane Tower flies over the dangerous eaves, and lonely clouds and wild water linger. Castle peak is still long, when will the yellow crane leave? When the shore is half out of Xizhou City, the Nanpu tree will be small.

I knew there was no reason for the hacker to see it, so I was full of affection! Song: Huang Tingjian, secretary of Ezhou South Building, pays attention to the mountains, waters and colors, and ten miles of lotus fragrance beside the column. The breeze and bright moon are unattended, and the south is cold.

1February 19 late at night, I sent a message to ezhu and xiaobo hanyang. I chased them with wine, chatted a short sentence and reported it to the government. How dare I violate Wang Shicheng? That night, I took a boat from Jiangxia and woke up in Hanyang City.

The neighbors in the country came to see me off, and the wine in the cup was clearly drunk. You should just be old in your hometown, but it's hard to answer your old feelings! Yue Fei: The river is red (feeling of climbing the Yellow Crane Tower). Looking at the Central Plains, there are many battlements outside the wilderness.

Think of that year, flowers covered willows and protected Fengtai Long Ting. Long live the Pearl in front of the mountain, and Penghu Temple is full of songs.

Up to now, money is full of effects, and dust is evil. The soldiers are there, and the ointment is on the front line.

People live in peace and fill in the gaps. Sighing that mountains and rivers are the same, thousands of villages are sparse.

When you ask for a sharp brigade, cross the Qinghe River with a whip. However, I came back and continued my trip to Hanyang, riding a yellow crane.

Fan Chengda: Who will do the Mid-Autumn Festival for the Jade Emperor in Ezhou South Building? The yellow crane didn't know about Laoyou until he came back. Han Shu has feelings across North Zhu, and Shu Jiang has no words to hold the South Tower.

Zhu Tian City is brightly lit, and Wan Li ships are flying with flags. However, I laugh at the anglers in bass country, Wuchang fish is very convenient to stay for a long time.

The title of the water tune is detailed for decades, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is celebrated in ten places. Old dreams have not fallen this autumn, like new dreams, drifting to the old yellow Heshan.

Lao Tzu is not shallow tonight, and suddenly I think of Shouzhou, the reunion in history, and the party where I lived in the South Building. The Milky Way is dark and the moon is floating in the sky.

Jiangbei smoke powder, Jiangnan fog set, Jiang Shuiping like white practice flowing east. Close the river, the north and south still shine.

The moon in the middle of the month, when I laugh at my white hair, mink hair empty, unwilling to pay. I asked toad and rabbit if they would like to go with Cangzhou.

Jiang Kui: Huanxisha presented female beards, namely, Yang Shan, Zuobaihu and Youyunmeng. Spring water is born, soaking thousands of miles, and winter cold grass fades into the clouds. In autumn in Wu Bing, send a nephew or go boating to pick diamonds, or make a fire to pick rabbits, or watch fish; Shan Ye folk songs, suitable for yourself; Look at it for nothing, because it is a gift.

Drinking is all wind. The grass withered and the stork fell into the clear sky.

Ecstasy in the sunset. Those who hate the four strings want to be old, but it is difficult to find a thousand posts in their dreams.

Why didn't you rush? Tanchun has been slow to give her children and grandchildren. Since ancient times, she has been an official from her ancestors, and women must marry.

For decades, only my sister and brother loved me, and my father and daughter didn't want to love me. In the afternoon and winter, the old man in Yan Qian made an appointment with him. At the end of the year, he braved the wind and waves and carried snow, so he missed her and almost couldn't go.

Don't write this song for Zheng Cigao, Xin Keqing and Yao Gang. Princes died of grass and smoke, crows sent the sun, and wind and sand whirled around Ye Ping. Brush the snow with a golden whip and bully the cold velvet hat. Remember to walk on the horse.

Whoever reads for a long time, who wins, who is difficult to write. When old friends meet, small windows are idle with love stories.

I hate leaving for a long time, but less. When you visit Zhu Xi again, you will have tears in your eyes. The goose is flat, the fish is scattered, and the old man is unbearable.

Helpless Tiaoxi Moon, according to me, the boat falls to the east. When I came back, the plum blossoms were messy on the spring night.

Cui Louyin Dong, Wuchang Anyuan Loucheng, and Liu Qufei's friends fell behind, and they made a difference. I have been in Wuchang for ten years, so my old friend has a parrot boat. Wen Xiaoji sang this first word, asked it, it was quite able to tell stories, and returned to Wu Wei. I was glad to travel in the past, and I was hurt to leave the cable today.

The moon is cold and the sand is long, and the dust is clear and the tiger falls. This year was given by Han Chu. Just turned Hu Buqu, listening to the felt account and Rong Yuan's songs.

The floor is very high. Look at the windowsill, it's curved and red, and the eaves are flying green.

People are beautiful. The powder is fragrant and the cold wind is fine at night.

Here you are. It's perfect to have a fairy and hug Suyun Yellow Crane to play with you.

Looking at the jade ladder for a long time, sighing that the grass is growing. Tianya Wei Qing.

It is heroic to spend money on wine and worry. Xishanwai

It is to return the roll, a curtain of autumn. Yuan: Ding Henian spent the summer rain in Nanhu Lake, Wuchang, washing away inflammation, and ten thousand lotus flowers opened in the mirror.

As the sun sets, Song Ling moves to Nanpu and the girl paddles. Ming: I'm working in Wuchang, and the leaves haven't fallen yet. Xiaoxiang is about to spend the autumn.

It's raining in Gaozhai tonight, and I'm alone in Wuchang City. Pay more attention to Mulberry reading and feel sad for its Jianghan feelings.

I don't know that there are wild geese in the sky, so why the Long March? He Jingming: Wei Jinshi was sent to push Wuchang Junior Auxiliary County to occupy Chucheng. Ten counties are not as romantic as ten counties. Go with Peng Liyan, why not eat Wuchang fish.

In the castle of Fairy Chunyun, it is estimated that the sails are shining in the evening. Before the Dabie Mountains, the water of the Han River and the painted curtains were empty all day.

Qing: Xingyun, Hankou Shujiang boat is smaller than No.3 bus, and Hunan boat is smaller than Changsha. Beating everywhere, why don't pedestrians go home early? Chen ICBC: At the end of the year and the beginning of the year, the original grass trees in the suburbs of Yellow Crane Tower are dying, and high-rise buildings are clearly visible.

The topography of Ezhou is floating.