Poetic poetry in ancient poetry

Write a picture of the tiger hill in the south.

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Qin Anchu, visiting Lingyan. When it rains tomorrow, I will go to Tiger Hill with Yu Hai Zhou Jingxin. I wrote a poem because I wrote this picture. Li Zhenbo said that the sun was still in Yangshan, and he came back in the rain. Chen Yongzhi said that the rain is alone in Yangshan, and I wish I could not have fun with Qin 'an, and there are poems on it. Placed quietly, very harmonious. Clouds are no worse than Lingyan. Yesterday, Hu Weiwei also took part in the trip. Thousands of people put two green shoes on the stone, the morning glow is deep and the songs are sad. A moment's pleasure can reward merit, the dispute between Xishan and the North. Spring is bright, and the stone wall is swept by hand. Go to Yangshan, ten miles west. Some people don't go home early when it rains. Seeing the words in the clouds of the Ming Dynasty, I was annoyed when I clenched my hands. Good mountains do not swim in sunny days, which is worse than He Zudao. Anzhi also has a lonely tourist, hugging in the sun across the water. Where to move this painting, our view of Russia will definitely come down. Poetry and painting have their own meanings, and the years can still be tested. There is no need to fight for the gain and loss of the worm chicken. After living in Beijing for another six years, Weng's mind was full of glory. Jiangnan is sometimes a plan, and Ershan is not sloppy. Lying and swimming open the picture, Hexi Songan is also a heaven and earth. Looking back at Zhou Lang and Dong Lao, I can't believe that these two guests can't keep up.