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Ask for 26 poems with numbers

One: advise one cup, the other, bury the short plug when you die. & lt sauvignon blanc > Liu Kezhuang

Houtu Palace has rhyme. Revenge of Zhao Jun (Qionghua) Liu Kezhuang

About flowers, the evening drizzle, a branch scattered. Liu Chenweng's Memories of Qin E

There is no poem in the flower, and one word is sung every year. Ruan Langgui (my uncle's birthday) Chen Liang.

A pair of BMWs, two rows of small tubes, and the return of the moon.

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. Bai Juyi in Ode to Mujiang

Here you must leave me and drift away. Like a Loose Aquatic Plant —— Li Bai's Farewell for Hundreds of Miles

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. Zhang Zhi in He Yong Liu

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. Wang Anshi, Dengguazhou

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. Li Bai of Xiajiangling

Two: I met Raul in 1999, but I remember last year's snowstorm.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Zhang Zhi in He Yong Liu

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. On Dumu Mountain

If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai. Du Mu in Red Cliff

Three: The Three Kingdoms, divided, have always been bound by his greatness, the famous high eight-array map. Du Fu in Eight Arrays

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. Look at Li Bai's Lushan Waterfall

In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Song of autumn wind breaking hut Du Fu

Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. Say goodbye to the viceroy and go to Bo for his post.

There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Four: once you encounter hardship, the stars are scattered around. Crossing the Zero Ocean, Wen Tianxiang

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Duchunmu Jiangnan

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low. Du Fu's Looking for Flowers Alone by the River

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. It's hard to go, Li Bai.

Five: Around the wall of the three counties of Qin, the five rivers are separated by fog. Wang Bo, send Du Shaofu to Sichuan.

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. "Listen to the flute on the Yellow Crane Tower with Qin Lang in history" Li Bai.

Don't blame me for being happy but disappointed. The whole family wants to go to the five lakes boat. "There is a bosom friend at the Bixun banquet" Cao Ye.

There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills. Long March Mao Zedong

Six: It's really a fairy in six or six holes. Riding a crane for three days. Cheng Gai of Chao Zhong Cuo

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Seven: Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points before the rainy mountain. Xin Qiji in Xijiang Moon

There are six or seven towers and eighty or ninety flowers.

On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Eight: In August, the wind roared and rolled up my triple grass. Song of autumn wind breaking hut Du Fu

The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. A Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Ng Wui

There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and at two or three o'clock in front of the rainy mountain, the old Maodian Shelinbian Road turns to the stream bridge.

Eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon, don't wait, white young head, empty sorrow.

Nine: poor September third night, dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Bai Juyi in Ode to Mujiang

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. Look at Li Bai's Lushan Waterfall

When I heard the messenger of the Han family, she was surprised to see the dream of Jiuhua and Huagai. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Ten years of life and death are boundless, and you will never forget it if you don't think about it.

Dangerous buildings 100 feet high, you can pick stars with your hands.

If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

Money: Like the spring wind, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. A Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Ng Wui

There is a towering tower at the top of Feilai Peak. It is said that crows come and the morning sun rises. Wang Anshi and Deng Fei Laifeng

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

Wan: The sand sea is unfathomable with ice, gloomy clouds are bleak, and Wan Li is condensed. A Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Ng Wui

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.