Wang Bo's Extended Poems

There are thousands of luxury houses in Ande, and a happy face has greatly protected the poor in the world.

There are no idle fields in the four seas, so farmers starve to death.

Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.

There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.

His face was covered with dust and fireworks, his temples were gray and his fingers were black.

"It is hard to say that people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine." From Su Dongpo, when will there be a bright moon?

On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. "From-the first time to enjoy Lotte Yangzhou [Tang] Liu Yuxi.

"Know yourself and know yourself, and fight every battle" and send Du to Shu.

The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep.

On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. (Yangzhou Lotte meets for the first time)

On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine. (The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army)

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? (berthing in Guazhou)

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. (Hope of Spring)