What poems are there with numbers?

One to two or three miles, four or five smoke villages, six or seven trees in front of the door, and eighty or ninety flowers.

Ada Qiao Er Xiao Qiao, three inches golden lotus, four inches waist, painted with 567 points of powder, painted his makeup very charming.

After a farewell, suspense hung over the two places. They all say March and April, but who knows five or six years.

The lyre has no intention to play, and the eight-part essay can't be passed down. The nine-ring chain has never been interrupted, and the Shili Pavilion is eager to wear!

A mystery, a mystery. All kinds of helplessness and resentment. A thousand words can't be finished, boring.

On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, you can see lonely geese. In August, the full moon is not round. In July and a half, people burn incense and hold candles to ask for heaven.

In the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart. In May, pomegranate was like fire, but it was soaked in cold water bath.

In April, the loquat was not yellow, but I looked at the mirror and was impatient. In March, the peach blossom turned with the water. ?

It fell and fell, and the kite string was broken in February. I hope that in the next life, you will be a woman and I will be a man.

Three thousand feet of white hair, three thousand feet,

A moon was hanging over the capital, and 10,000 laundry hammers were beating, but we called for it a thousand times and urged it a thousand times before she came to us.

The cost of pure wine, a gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, a jade plate of delicious food needs 1 million coins. Fireworks were set off in Yangzhou in March.

Jiangling, thousands of miles away. Bring me my shadow and let's be three people.

Three countries were divided and bound by his greatness. The Eight Fortress was built on his reputation. He was called to handle state affairs for the third time, and he gave his sincerity to two generations.

After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold. I suggest you have another glass of wine.

Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints.

Won the spring glow three times. 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.

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. Yangzhou dream ten years later,

Tongquetai locks the second bridge, and the yellow crane will never return to the world, and the white clouds will never fly.

But as long as you climb a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles. An isolated city, Mount Wan Ren.

One after another, two, three, four or five.

Six dollars, seven dollars, and eight or nine dollars are all missing when flying into the reed flower.

One year old, one day goes by, one autumn after another, and one generation urges another. Get together and leave,

One happy and one sad. A sofa and a lie, a life and a dream. Find a group of acquaintances,

He knows each other, plays ball and sings.

A pillar is red and strong, with green trees and green streams, and willows are six miles west of thousands of feet.

A nest of two birds is difficult to learn, and a half pillow often hates chickens for five nights.

Nine days of physical and mental dreams, surrounded by thousands of clouds.

Nine times out of ten, it is a virtual image, and three springs win two tears.

Autumn leaves are falling, jasper trees are tall, and spring scenery in Wuyuan is old and late.

It can blossom in February. Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down. In February, the poplars hang without silk.

After crossing the thousands of feet River, I wonder who will cut the green leaves and make the river ice.

Into the bamboo, the pole is inclined. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. It's the time when Chang 'an flowers fall.

The birds in Lin Yun are eight windows in autumn, and a pair of them are dark and dusty.

Give up forty States to crush. A few autumn smoke are two feet in size.