Hundred miles from the town to the World Road will be very difficult level.
Tateishi Chinese tomb, Taoyuan Jin names.
By Yue Wei Qiao potential,
River City with a shortage of sound. Bing Huo past suffering,
Moldering Creeping students.
生计尚茫茫,微吟思故乡。
羁愁消不尽,寒夜未为长。
门掩梅花月,禽翻竹叶霜。
挑灯裁锦字,明发有归航。
酒对红炉暖,香凝绣被温。
老天有私意,寒不到朱门。
因访桃花到岑根,御林春色此平分。
千株示数栽唐观,一幅犹堪画晋源。
仙在云间无处觅,人行风外有香闻。
笙箫隐隐宫城隔,立尽黄昏更断魂。
痴寒脉脉压晴莎,春渐三分景未和。
待得浓阴收拾后,花边春色已无多。
雨堤杨柳拂新亭,怪底游人懒踏青。
手撚梨花成小立,半窗湖水雨冥冥。
Driving wind and rain scared waterfall, cliff hanging before the crisis.
Archaeology ear clear off, stir quiet night sleep.
Next to the dragon temple, the high mountains suspect cents.
Yichen not fly, like nine long fall.
Go ride a hurry ten schedule, passengers still narcissistic Tongcheng body.
Wang should be Jiangzuo not recover, and lying to the lung in the Ming.
Night Talk millet repeated to accompany the chicken, Ying Hua Ling all the way with sound.
Qin Xi Xi were no storms, a good look for the old alliance with the White Gull.
窗烛销残转寂寥,柴门无复野僧敲。
偶来枕上吟诗就,记向心头欠笔抄。
鸣笔数声疑雪片,寻梅清梦到山坳。
世情云雨多翻覆,谁是江湖耐久交。