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Looking for some poems for withdrawing money from ink landscape paintings. Thanks

The verses used in the ink landscape painting works are:

Peach Blossom Stream - Tang Dynasty: Zhang Xu

The flying bridge is faintly separated by the wild smoke, and the stone is west Asking about the fishing boats.

The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long. Where is the hole beside the clear stream?

Looking at the remaining snow in Zhongnan - Tang Dynasty: Ancestor Ode

Zhongnan has beautiful yin ridges and snow-covered clouds.

The forest is bright and clear, and the city is getting colder at dusk.

Travel to Peach Blossoms - Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

The fishing boat chases the water in love with the mountains and spring, and the peach blossoms on both sides of the strait are surrounded by ancient waters.

You don’t know how far you are when you sit and look at the mangrove trees, and you don’t see anyone until you reach the Qingxi River.

Sneaking through the mountain pass begins, the mountain opens wide and you can see the flat land.

Looking at a tree with clouds in the distance, you can see thousands of scattered flowering bamboos nearby.

The woodcutter first passed on Han names, but the residents did not change their Qin clothes.

The people who live in Wulingyuan also start their fields from outside the things.

The moon is bright, the room under the pines is quiet, the sunrise is noisy in the clouds, and the chickens and dogs are noisy.

I was shocked to hear that lay guests were vying to gather together and invite them back home to ask about the city.

The sweeping flowers bloom in the alleys of Pingming, and the fishermen and woodcutters ride in the water at dusk.

In the beginning, he went to the human world to avoid the earth, but when he became an immortal, he did not return.

Who knows that there is someone in the gorge? Looking at Kongyun Mountain in the distance.

There is no doubt that the spiritual realm is difficult to smell and see, and the earthly mind is not yet exhausted and homesick for the county.

No matter the mountains and rivers separate you from the cave, Cijia will eventually travel for a long time.

I say that I will not lose sight of the past after passing by, and I know that the peaks and valleys will change.

At that time, it was only recorded that it was deep in the mountains, and Qingxi reached Yunlin several times.

When spring comes, peach blossoms and water are everywhere, and I don’t know where to find the source of immortality.

Mountain rocks - Tang Dynasty: Han Yu

The rocks on the mountains are really small, and bats fly to the temple at dusk.

When I sit on the steps in the hall, the fresh rain has fallen, and the banana leaves are big and the gardenias are fat.

The monk said that the Buddhist paintings on the ancient wall are good, and what you see is rare if you use fire to illuminate them.

Making the bed, whisking the mat, and setting out soup and rice, the sparse rice is enough to satisfy my hunger.

Lying quietly in the middle of the night, hundreds of insects are gone, and the clear moon comes out of the ridge and the light enters the door.

There is no way to go alone in the morning, and there is no way to go in and out.

The mountains are red and the rivers are green and green, and sometimes there are dozens of pine trees all around.

When the water flows, I step on the rocks with my bare feet, and the sound of the water stirs up the wind and blows my clothes.

If life is so enjoyable, why should we limit ourselves to others? (鞞一作:靰)

Well, the second and third sons of our party will never return home until they are old.

Three poems of early autumn·One - Tang Dynasty: Xu Hun

The distant night is clear and the west wind produces green roses.

The remaining fireflies are leaving the jade dew, and the early geese are brushing against the golden river.

The tall trees are still dense with dawn, and the distant mountains are more sunny.

Under a leaf in Huainan, there are waves in Dongting.

This kind of poems that chant objects and describe landscapes can be used in ink paintings.