Yang's poems

Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.

The Everlasting Regret

Tang Bai Juyi

Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.

The Everlasting Regret

Tang Bai Juyi

The geese bound for Hengyang have no intention of staying here.

The pride of Qiu Si fishermen

Song Fan Zhongyan

The sun sets in the west, but when will it come back?

Huanxisha, a new word and a glass of wine

stretch

Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

Passing through the village of the old man

Tang Meng Hao ran

The creator has endowed all the mysterious nature here with elegance, and? The day immediately enters dawn and dusk. ..

Wang Yue

Don du fu

Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .

The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army.

Don du fu

Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I long for a writer's book.

Qiu Si.

Tang zhangji

In Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant.

Changgexing

Han John fu

The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.

Su Muyin (blue sky, yellow leaves)

Song Fan Zhongyan

It is better to prepare for cooking in the morning than to wait on He and Yang in a hurry.

Shihao official

Don du fu

Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.

Yellow Crane Tower

Don Cui Hao

Grass trees in the sunset, ordinary alleys, and humanitarian slaves once lived.

The nostalgia of Gu Bei Pavilion in Yongjiu Lejingkou.

Song Xin qi Ji

The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Drunk shadows, fog, clouds and eternal sadness

Song liqing Zhao

Emperor Levin's Miao nationality is Xi, my emperor Kao Boyong.

Lisao

Qu Yuan in Pre-Qin Period

The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.

Su Muyin (blue sky, yellow leaves)

Song Fan Zhongyan

A sunset spread in the water, half a river rustled and half a river was red.

Mujiangsong

Tang Bai Juyi

In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.

Pipa Tour/Introduction to Pipa

Tang Bai Juyi

A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile.

Pipa Tour/Introduction to Pipa

Tang Bai Juyi

Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.

Pipa Tour/Introduction to Pipa

Tang Bai Juyi

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