Douluo: The Lower Realm of the Children of the King of God and the Lord God

Chapter 62 Tang Poetry and Song Ci Poetry Fourteen

Man Tingfang

The mountains are covered with light clouds, the sky is sticky with decaying grass, and the sound of drawing horns cuts off the Qiao gate.Suspension of the expedition, chatting together to lead away from respect.How many old events in Penglai can only be looked back in vain, filled with mist.Outside the setting sun, there are thousands of jackdaws, and flowing water surrounds the isolated village.At this moment of ecstasy, the sachet is secretly dissolved, and the belt is lightly divided.He won the brothel, but he survived in name.When will we see you again?On the sleeves and in the air, there are scars from the cries. I can see the high city, and the lights are already dusk.

Magpie Bridge Fairy

The clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, the silver man is far away in darkness, the golden wind and jade dew meet, and they win over countless people in the world.Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, can you bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on your way back?If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

Tasha Xing

The tower is lost in the fog, the moon is lost in the river, and the peach garden is nowhere to be found.It is worth mentioning that the solitary pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos.The plum blossoms are sent to the post, and the ruler is sent to the fish.There are countless ways to build up this hatred.The Chenjiang River fortunately circles Chenshan Mountain, but for whom does it flow down to Xiaoxiang?

Huanxisha

Momo Qinghan goes up to the small building, Xiaoyin is as rogue as Qiongqiu.Light smoke and flowing water paint a quiet screen.The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow.Small silver hooks hang on the treasure curtain.

Rumengling

The distant night is as heavy as water, and the wind is tight, and the post pavilion is deeply closed.The dream broke and the mouse peeked into the lamp, and the frost sent dawn and cold invaded the quilt.No sleep.No sleep.Horses neighed and people started neighing outside the door.

Watch the tide

Mei Ying is sparse, the ice is melting and leaking, and the east wind secretly changes the years.Traveling in the golden valley, walking in the alleys of copper camels, walking on the smooth sand in the new clear sky.Chang Ji mistakenly followed the car.The butterflies are dancing in the catkins, full of sweet thoughts.The peach branches are under the willows, and the beauty of spring comes to others at random.Drinking and singing bamboo tea at night in the West Garden.There are bright lanterns that block the moon, and flying canopies that block the flowers.Lanyuan is not empty yet, the pedestrians are getting older, and it will be a shame to start again.The flag is tilted by the smoke and wine.But leaning against the tower, I could see crows roosting as far as the eye could see.I have no choice but to return to my heart and secretly follow the flowing water to the end of the world.

Eighty-sixth son

Leaning against the dangerous pavilion, hatred is like a fragrant grass, which is still alive after all its luxuriant growth.After thinking about the farewell to the green man outside the willow tree, I felt sad and secretly surprised when I parted with the red mantle by the water.Wudutian and Pingting, the moonlit night and a curtain of dreams, the tender spring breeze.Perseveringly, joy gradually followed the flowing water, the sound of plain strings broke, and the fragrance of green silk diminished.It's so late and it's so late, it's raining and it's sunny!Just as the condensation was disappearing, the oriole crowed several more times.

Reward Guo with things

The afterglow is shining in the high pavilion at the cave gate, and the peach and plum trees are overcast and the catkins are flying.

There are few bells and official residences in the forbidden area, and there are few people singing birds in the province.

In the morning, jade pendants go to the golden palace, and in the evening, they worship Suo Wei with a book from heaven.

The old man who has a strong desire to obey the king will take off his court clothes due to illness.

Climb Jinling Phoenix Terrace

The phoenix swims on the phoenix platform.

Wu Gong flowers and grass buried in the path, Jin Dynasty clothing crown into an ancient hill.

Three mountains and half outside the blue sky, the second water divides Bailuzhou.

It is always because the clouds can cover the sun, and Chang'an is not worrying.

Send Li Shaofu to be demoted to the Gorge, and Wang Shaofu to be demoted to Changsha.

Sorry, what do you mean by this farewell? I stand on my horse and hold a cup in my hand to ask where I am banished.

The ape crows in Wu Gorge and sheds a few lines of tears, and the geese return to Hengyang and writes a few letters.

Autumn sails are far away on the Qingfeng River, and ancient trees are sparse beside Baidi City.

There will be lots of rain and dew in Sundae today, so don’t hesitate to break up for the time being.

Works by Jia Zhishe and others on their early visit to the Daming Palace

The rooster crows, the dawn is cold in Zimo, and the warbler sings in the spring of Huangzhou.

The golden palace opens thousands of households at dawn, and the jade-level immortals support thousands of officials.

The flowers welcome the sword and the stars have just fallen, and the willow flags are still wet with dew.

There is only one guest in the Phoenix Pond, and it is difficult to sing a song in spring.

Prime Minister of Shu

Where to look for the Prime Minister’s ancestral hall, Bai Sensen outside Jinguan City.

The green grass is reflected in the spring, and the yellow oriole has a good sound.

Three times to worry about the world, the two dynasties opened up the hearts of old officials.

He died before leaving the teacher, which made the hero burst into tears.

客至

There is spring water in the south and north of the house, but I can see a flock of gulls coming every day.

The flower path has never been swept by a guest, and the Pengmen is now opened for Jun.

Panxiang City is far from being able to taste both delicious food and wine, and only old fermented grains are available in bottle and wine shops.

I am willing to drink with my neighbor, and call to my heart through the fence.

Wen Guanjun took over Henan and Hebei

There are three cities garrisoned with white snow in the Xishan Mountains, and thousands of miles of bridges on the Qingjiang River in Nanpu.

The wind and dust in the sea are separated by brothers, and the tears are far away at the end of the world.

However, he was suffering from many illnesses in his later years, and there was no chance to answer the holy pilgrimage.

When I walked out of the suburbs on horseback, I couldn't stand the slump in personnel.

登高

The sky was scorching and the ape wailed, and Zhu Qingsha and white birds flew back.

The endless fall of the trees, the endless Yangtze River rolling in.

Wandering With Melancholy, a century on stage alone and sick.

Hard hatred Fanshuang temples, knocked down the new cup of turbidity.

登楼

Flowers close to high-rise buildings hurt the hearts of guests. It is difficult to climb here in all directions.

The spring scenery of the Jinjiang River comes to heaven and earth, and the floating clouds of the jade barrier change the past and present.

The North Pole court will never change, and the Xishan bandits will not invade each other.

Unfortunately, the empress returned to the ancestral temple and chatted about Liang Fu at dusk.

宿府

In the clear autumn, the shogunate well is cold, and I stay alone in Jiangcheng with the remains of a wax torch.

The sound of the trumpet sounds sadly to itself in the eternal night. Who can see the beautiful moonlight in the sky?

The wind and dust are passing by, the music and books are broken, and the barriers are depressed and it is difficult to travel.

I have endured ten years of solitude and forced myself to move to a safe place.

Ode to Ancient Relics (Five Poems)

Detached from the wind and dust in the northeast, drifting between the heaven and earth in the southwest.

The towers of the Three Gorges are flooded in May, and the clothes of the five streams share the clouds and mountains.

The owner of Jiehu is a rogue in the end, and the poet has not paid back when he is mourning.

Yu Xin was the most desolate in his life. In his later years, his poems moved Jiangguan.

I know Song Yubei well, and I am also my teacher in being elegant and elegant.

I shed tears when I look forward to the eternity, and depression is different from generation to generation.

The old house in Jiangshan is empty and empty, and the clouds and rain are desolate. How can I dream of it?

In the end, all the Chu palaces were destroyed, and the boatman’s advice is still doubtful.

The mountains and valleys go to Jingmen, and there is a village of Mingfei.

As soon as I went to Zitai and Lianshuomo, I left the Qingzhong to dusk alone.

Draw a picture to recognize the face of the spring breeze, and encircle the sky to return to the moon night soul.

Thousands of years of pipa composing nonsense, clearly described in the song of resentment.

The Lord of Shu took a look at Wu Xing's Three Gorges, and Beng Nian was also in Yong'an Palace.

Cuihua imagines the empty mountains and the jade palace in the empty wild temple.

In the ancient temple, there are cedars, pines and water cranes nesting in their nests. Every year, the villagers wander around the village.

The ancestral hall of Marquis Wu is often close to each other, and the monarch and his ministers worship together.

Zhuge's fame is immortalized in the universe, and the portraits of Zong and his ministers are held in high esteem.

The three divisions are based on Yu's planning, and a feather in the sky will last forever.

When the brothers meet Yi Lu, the commander will definitely lose Xiao Cao.

After moving to Han Zuo, it was difficult to recover, and he was determined to annihilate the military service.

Jiangzhou bids farewell to Xue Liuliu and eight other members

Unexpectedly, in life, I will inherit the imperial edict, and I will know nothing about the world and learn to sing drunkenly.

The moon is shining brightly on the river, and wild geese are passing by. There are many fallen trees in Huainan and there are many mountains in Chu.

I live in Cangzhou and like to be close to it. I look at my shadow as white as my hair.

Today, the people of Longzhong are old together, but they feel ashamed of the king and are still cautious about the trouble.

Passing through Jia Yi's house in Changsha

It has been three years since he was banished to the official position, and he has been here for a long time. Only the guests of Chu will be left feeling sad.

After the autumn grass leaves alone to find someone, the sun sets in the cold forest sky.

There is a way in Chinese, but kindness is weak. How can you know that the Xiang River is ruthless?

Where the lonely rivers and mountains fall, how could I have pity on you to the end of the world?

As a gift to Pei Sheren

In February, orioles fly into the forest, and the Forbidden City in Spring is dark and gloomy at dawn.

The bells of Changle are ringing outside the flowers, and the willow color of Longchi is deep in the rain.

Yanghe never dissipates and hates the end of the road, and the sky is always holding the center of the sun.

I haven't met him even after ten years of offering gifts, and I am ashamed to wear a hairpin with white hair.

Immortal Travel Viewpoint with the same title

The five towers are seen for the first time in Sendai, and the scenery is miserable and the rain has stopped.

The mountains are far away and the Qin Shuwan is approaching, and the sound of the anvil is approaching to announce the autumn of the Han Dynasty.

The loose shadows fall, the altar is quiet, and the fragrant grass grows in the small cave.

Why don't you look elsewhere? There is also a Dan Qiu in the world.

Send to Li Dan Yuanxi

Last year I saw you farewell in the flowers, and today the flowers bloom again for another year.

Things in the world are uncertain and difficult to predict, and spring sorrow makes me sleep alone.

I miss the fields when I am sick, and I am ashamed of my salary when I am in exile.

When I heard the news, I wanted to come to ask for information. I looked at the full moon several times from the west tower.

春思

The orioles sing and the swallows announce the New Year, and thousands of dragons pile up on the road in Mayi.

I live in Tiecheng, adjacent to Hanyuan, and my heart follows the bright moon to Hu Tian.

The brocade in the machine talks about eternal regret, and the flowers on the branches laugh and sleep alone upstairs.

In order to ask Yuan Rong Dou's chariots and horses when they will return to Zile Yanran.

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