What are the poems with the word "South"

The sound of the valley should be bell and drum, and the shadow of the wave should be loose.

Qian Qian Heather, 10,000 Ligustrum lucidum.

There is no difference between winter and spring in Tannan, and Ke's leaves are thicker.

In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds at dusk.

Pine and cypress can't wait, Nan can't move.

Why don't you peck the millet in the community field, and why don't you inhabit the heather on the branches?

Water, mica and wind sweep heather.

Nanshu is dark in color and the river is green.

Leaning in front of the tree house in Jiangnan, it has been passed down from generation to generation for 200 years.

I wonder if it rains at night and heather is raging.

It's vast and smoky, dark and brown.

Nan does many things, but the hard-working townships don't remember.

The Chu River flows to the Chu Temple, and Nanmu has a red cliff back.

Look closely at heather, the leaves are drooping and the charm is lost.

The eaves turned cloudy and sunny, and plum blossoms blew in front of the building.

If pedestrians forget to return, they will be heather in the rain.

Heather leaves penetrate the curtain in spring, and I remember that makeup is the next brocade.

Surrounded by roses in the south, pine and cypress are towering.

At first, I felt that Heather was chanting, at the cost of two capitals.

The thought of going to school in the pool made heather unbearable.

Give the emperor some tears and try to cleanse his soul with Qu Jia. The tree of absurdity knows that Kei Kusunoki,

Although the ancestral temple is full of glory, there must be a big house in the south.

Nanshu is far away at night, and Lin Xiangguai comes in spring.

Shi Nanchun is in Lan Ruo, at the top of the mountain, and the new fireworks are at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the waste is not high, and the tumor is used as a stone.

In the twilight of the scene, plum blossoms are being sent away, and you escape from the cup in summer.

Beech cup, Chinese fir redundant, small tumor. I don't blame my family for laughing, but my heart only loves gold.

Dangui and Heather should grow up together, while Qin Yun and Chu Yu should live in harmony.

Stealing time in the hostel is not idle, Heather is lazy to climb.

The windows of the pine and cypress building are covered with nanmu boards, and the warm wind blows a mass of incense.

Light rain moistens the green moss slightly, and heather blossoms by the pool.

What happened to men in yu zhang? He has suffered numerous injuries and injuries.

There are four warehouses for storage, and I like to knit three sides.

Heather tree behind Zhonghetang, listening to the rain on the bed with you.

The river is deep and quiet, and the wind and rain are full of dragons.

Old plants are lonely and old, and new frost withers oranges.

Cold bamboo with many cliffs, heather alone.

The sound of the valley should be bell and drum, and the shadow of the wave should be loose.

Lianxuan lies in the valley, pines, cypresses and pines, and the prince wears a forest and water stone.

Call for help. I planted it myself. I said, take shelter from the wind.

The clouds in the courtyard are light and the wind is light, and the magpies on the wall report the autumn sun.

I have no choice but to leave my career now, but I have forgotten the years.

The sound of the valley should be bell and drum, and the shadow of the wave should be loose.

Heather flowers float in the water, and calamus roots are wound on the cliff.

Kunan Chitose was attacked by wind and thunder, and the branches were broken and dried up.

Wandering in the south shade, enjoying the sunset.

Nantuo is a proud man, holding a swollen wheel and flattering Wu Yuan.

All the way through Songnan, I saw the temple in the distance, and a few chickens and dogs formed their own village.

Looking for a high temple in Nanyin, plum blossoms stay strict.

The air is misty and rainy, and the wind and frost are upside down.

Rhinoceros is far like mountains and seas, and the south is willing to be the pillar.

Rhinoceros is far like mountains and seas, and the south is willing to be the pillar.

Although it is useless for the dead to fall into the ditch, the old turtle is alive because of his bed.

Idle blood to eat, apes whistling south vine withered.

Return the book and play with you.

Withered nan should know grass first, sawdust should know pedestrians.

Ancient Songnan Old Temple and Xuyan Baota Temple are open.

Flowing south in Muyue, it's delicious.

Who knows that the scattered oaks are curly, and the towering empty books praise the withered nan.

The camp was worried about work, so it was cut.

After that, the northern part of Luling was not only called Sanrui.