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A poem describing a broad vision

A poem describing a broad vision:

1, if you climb high, you will be hurt from afar. The heyday has gone with the flowing water, and the orioles are empty and old in spring. -Wu's "Lv Gucheng"

2, weeping willows and orioles, if you want friends. Chun Qing couldn't stand it. She was worried about killing the woman in the boudoir. Climb the stairs at dusk, who is poor and small. -Ayla Zhang's Two Poems in Spring

3. Climbing high can envy the juvenile court, and white chrysanthemums are piled up like frost. Interest calculation is more eager to take medicine, and now it is the seventieth Chongyang. -Si Kongtu's Three White Chrysanthemums

4. It's already a lonely flower in the world. It's a pity to be lonely. You can't climb to see it when you are old, especially when you are old. -Si Kongtu's "September 8"

5, climb to meet the distance, and hate to say goodbye in spring. Don't believe in Cangzhou, just watch the white crane return. -Cui Tu's "Send a Friend"

6. Go to the old country and miss the poor autumn. The setting sun is full of geese, and the cold city is urgent. No one has ever come before, and staying long is the only way to do it. -Gao Shi's Ten Songs of the Song Dynasty

7. Autumn wind blows yellow, and clear clouds shine on white scales. When I come back, I must ask Connors. How many people are drunk today? -Zhang Wei's "Nine Days Banquet"

8. A person who is a stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives on holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. -Wang Wei's "Brothers who miss Shandong on vacation in the mountains" (seventeen years old)

9, the wind is soft and warm, and the fragrance is fragrant. After reading it for a long time, I believe that beauty is not my hometown. -Shen Huan's "The Poem of Fighting with Your Fetus"

10, Mojiang wins Kyoto, and frost grass has withered in August. I wonder if there will be * * in today's wine. -Wang Jin's "Nine Days"

1 1, the mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river. Make further progress-Wang Zhihuan's "Heron Tower"

12, five cities outside Dongfeng River are noisy, and the southern guest robes are full of tears. I'm worried about climbing alone, but clouds and trees have seriously hurt my soul. -Wu's "Spring in Seri"

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