Used to describe a sentence that is drifting away

When the plum blossoms bloom, the bridges are sparse and the grass is warm and swaying. Away from sorrow and poverty, the distance is like spring water.

Inch by inch, my heart is tender, my eyes are full of tears, and the height of the building is not close to the dangerous fence. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside.

2. People (Yan? Northern Song Dynasty)

Red leaves and yellow flowers are in late autumn, and thousands of miles miss travelers. Where can I send a book when the clouds are scattered and there is no letter?

Tears are endless, so I spin ink on the inkstone. I can't write gradually, because I am deeply in this situation, and the red note is colorless.

4. Qing Gongchun (Jiang Kui in Southern Song Dynasty)

On the New Year's Eve of Shao Xi 19 1 1, the rest of Shihu Lake was returned to Xing Wu. After the snow, the rainbow hangs at night, and the poem says: "Li Zeyan is in the shadows, Yufeng Dieyun is in protective clothing; The long bridge is cold and lonely in spring, and only the poet returns home. " In the winter of the last five years, he was reunited with Yu Shangqing, Zhang Pingfu and Park Wengfu, and was led by Liang Zhi. Passing through Wu Song, the mountains are cold and the weather is cold, the clouds and waves are in harmony, the mid-night is in full swing, the stars are low, the fishing and fire are mixed, the new moon is blowing, and the wine can't hold up. Park Weng wrapped himself in a blanket, and the Jews sang songs. Because of this gift, the ten-day deadline was covered, and the draft was decided. Park Weng's criticism is useless, but he can't do it himself because he is worried. Calm, Shang Qing and Park Weng all take poetry as their work, which is bizarre; Yu Yiqiang caught up. After returning from this trip, each has more than 50 solutions.

Two oars and two waves, a slow rain, and the clouds are getting full. Call my gull, I'm going down, and I have people behind me. Then go back and be a lone boat at night. Sad to see you again, Yimei Mountain, with low pressure of hatred.

The fragrant path is cold in spring, and I always dance. Who will answer this song? Looking down at the rainbow in the west, it drifted away, and this prosperity is hard to stop. I'm not awake at all. I'm still thinking about plain socks. Ann is here now? Only dry, with people for a moment.

5. The flute under the moon (zhangyan? Southern Song Dynasty)

A person wandering in the mountains, the door leaves, melancholy, because there is a feeling of moving away. At that time, I lived in a Yushan house in the east of Ningbo.

Wan Li is a lonely cloud, drifting away, so where should we go? In the cold window dream, I still remember the old road. There are not many willows in Lianchang. The first is the ugly night rain. When you are shocked and sad, look at the candle shadow. Who are you talking about?

Zhang Xu, where are you going? Half-broken, broken bridge gull heron. Tired of traveling to the ends of the earth, I have a heart at this time. I only worry about crying in Xizhou and ask if Du Qu is here. I'm afraid of green sleeves and cold weather, but I still rely on plum trees.

6. "Southbound Baiyun sends Tongzhou Yuanjiu to Li Shiyu Yizhou" (Bai Juyi? Tang)

Three Chu in the south and five lakes in the east.

Looking at the mountain and waiting for the hall, ask about the water journey.

The land is far from the river boundary, and the sky meets the cape.

The fallen leaves are flying, as mighty as riding a fork.

I gradually feel strange in my hometown and know that the local products are different.

Foreign languages are ridiculous and awkward to laugh at.

The water market has a wide network of people, and the smoke village is mixed.

Collectors collect taxes from fishermen, while people pay the rent for the fire.

Idle shrimp and crab in the sea, tiger in the middle of the year? .

Adult men are mowing the grass, and ghosts and women are witches.

The building is full of prostitutes, and the embankment is full of peddlers.

Night boats are rented and spring wine is sold in pieces.

Look at fruits and oranges, smell birds and know partridges.

Folk songs and apes crow alone, and wild birds follow.

The mountains and clouds are piled up, and the water in the suburbs of the river is moraine.

The moon moves, the column cranes become warped, and the wind is surging.

When the tide rises, there is no trust, and when the waves rise, there is no danger.

Drums whirled in the river and the air floated in the picture.

The tree splits the mandrill tip, and there is water in the sand.

Boast and plow purple taro, and let the horse grow green.

Whose maid embroidered it? How old is the crow-headed slave?

Pick up diamonds in the mud, burn them, and collect firewood.

Ding is tired of boiling soft-shelled turtle and plate of squid.

Falling in love with Chu, Zhang thought of Wu.

The gas sequence is cool and hot, and the time is repeated.

I want to be close to Sang Yu in the next year.

The northern part of Weibei is barren, and the years in Jiangxi are long.

Memories are always painful, and nostalgia lingers.

I read salty Qin Ke and tasted Zou Luru.

It contains classics and martial arts, and ignores the secular.

Empowering parrots, word for pulley.

The battle paper dropped the martingale and shot an arc.

Cui Du and Wei Yuan are driving side by side.

Fame forced Yang Ma to hand over Zhu Xiao.

The world's major events are light, and Zhou steals greed.

Wind and cloud meet, rain and dew touch.

* * * If you are equal, you are ashamed of your solid body.

Cheng Ming was heterosexual all night, and the ceremony was held in the morning.

Enjoy the palace with beautiful clothes, but be ashamed to cook.

On Qualcomm's White Tiger remonstrating Fu Qingpu.

Bai Dianxing accompanied the banquet, and the flower house went to see the headland.

The sacred flag, birds and beasts, and the sound of nature are impressive.

Ge Jianxing is dazzling, and the dragon is electrically driven.

Set up a field to rank over the ci-poetry, and push the northern Wu.

Dimly discernible doubt Yue Xian, ChanJuan wins drawing.

Singing with low green feathers, dancing with sweat, falling into red beads.

Don't choose idle companions and sneak up on small drinkers.

One cup of sorrow is broken, and three cups of sorrow are thick.

Soft enemy wine, leisurely Gershou.

Ten thousand square buckets, 28 is just right.

Laughing at Hu Lu and talking about Gong's pitiful mumble.

There is still a lack of sinus, while Yu Zui is more pedantic.

The pommel horse calls for teaching, and the dice dish drinks and loses.

The dragon rides the waves and rolls the white waves, even throwing Lu.

Diligently raise and flee, no cans.

When it's full, it can be poured out.

Enter the central grass and return to the inner stable.

Once drunk to the prime minister, arrogant and arrogant Jin Wu.

Although the days are near, it is heavy, but the clouds are high and the clouds are light, and it is unbearable to be lonely.

Turn over and fall into the sky.

Wang Bo sliding door, Xunyang Zuo Jun

7. "Jiangzhou went to Zhongzhou to Jiangling to show the younger brother the fifty rhymes on the boat" (Bai Juyi? Tang)

I used to be a salty Qin Ke, and I often thought of rivers and oceans.

I'm still in my room today and I'm going to town again.

It is lucky to have lunch together, but it is glorious to share your worries.

You can take a bus to Yaozhou, and the boat will pick you up.

* * * Men are wives, and men who travel together are brothers.

It's better to bid farewell to a long journey, which is expensive and enjoyable.

Clouds raise their sails, fly high, fly high.

Go upstream from Hanpu and follow the highway to Jingheng.

The mountains change color every hour, and rivers are renamed everywhere.

The scenery is as early as in the Near East, and Shui Mu is in the south.

The smoke in Xiakou rises alone, and the rain in Xiangchuan is semi-sunny.

Red waves are boiling in the sun, and white sand is bright in the moon.

Wild geese stay cold in Zhu Bei, while warblers stay warm in the south branch.

Open calyx in parallel, point Meng.

Fish and salt gather in Shanghai, and the sacred forest drums and flutes sound.

The leaves of the pot paste pepper are angry, and the songs and bamboo branches sound.

Mooring rope pity you, hanging wire love shore.

Redmi eats water, and purple flowers are wild.

European plate-tea is like milk, table is like wine.

Embroidered brocade, crisp lotus root breaks Qiong Ying.

A journey of a thousand miles is easy, and there must be a journey.

I didn't try hard, and I gradually got a mood.

Lie still and sleep in spring, and bring wine when you are late.

Suddenly worried about leading the world, I want to dust off.

As early as the Wenchang War, I once participated in the Hanyuan League competition.

Turn around and say you are handsome, and you are arrogant.

And at any time, don't speak out bravely and lose to serving the country sincerely.

Rejection is easy to lose, and the bias is inclined first.

Tiger's tail is dangerous, but feather's life is light.

Who will save the candle moth? Cocoons can entangle themselves.

Say goodbye with folded hands and look back at Beijing.

Changsha voted for Jia Yi, while Zhangpu slept for Liu Zhen.

While the thrush was still singing, the toad was broken and full.

The light of years is like an arrow, and homesickness is shaking.

Laugh when you are down and out, and be surprised when you are old.

Aconitum is white, fish tail is old.

What's the use of fencing? Dan can't burn

A lonely boat with two temples and a thousand stems.

I am old enough to look at human feelings, and I am idle enough to think about physics.

If the soup is hot and cold, it's like fighting.

We should avoid dangerous roads and should not compete for lost roads.

That's enough. Why do you want to operate?

Jade is pure in mud, loose and chaste in snow.

There's no harm in hiding in the city, and there's no need to thank Huanying.

But if I didn't realize it before, I wouldn't have a baby later.

Know more is not a blessing in disguise, say less is Yuan Heng.

Dark is the whole body medicine, and bright is the cutting of soldiers.

Confused and secular, stupid to learn from Li Meng.

Birds can talk (change left to right), and turtles dream of cooking.

It's too late to know, but it's enough to protect me for the rest of my life.

8. "The Forty Rhymes of Xinchang New House Book were sent to dr. zhang as a doctor" (Bai Juyi? Tang)

The pet has moved three times and returned to North Korea for two years.

Store the extra salary in your bag and buy idle fields outside the park.

Fox and rabbit have the same three paths, and Artemisia has a * * *.

Talk about shoveling dirty things in the new garden and helping the old house.

The eaves are leaking and the tiles are slanting, and the beams are replaced by rafters.

Leveling bypass roads and renovating near-grade bricks.

The alley is narrow and open, and the wall is lower than the shoulder.

The door can be covered and the hall can be paved.

When Feng Dan Building is in the rear, Qingzhi is in the front.

The city streets are clean, and the palace trees are shaded.

The history of the province is too far away, Hao Jiaxiao.

Dare to visit, or hope that future generations will pass on.

Don't look for other people's love, just let it be.

If you plant trees carelessly, you will share the wind and smoke.

Comfort is caused by experience, and quiet period is caused by situation.

The pine sounds doubt the bottom of the ravine, and the grass is better than the river.

Empty ice sells land, sunny days and sunrise days.

Moss is as slippery as a reed, and Sally is softer than cotton.

When the curtain is rolled up, it is covered with the moon.

The east fence is shaded by flowers and the north window is covered by bamboo.

Traces of Mu Qingmen are hidden, and shame and purple forbid immortals.

Thinking late at home, falling in love with spring sleep.

I don't take it from my humble talents, nor do I specialize in my careless duties.

Write calligraphy on the wall and divide the selling price.

White pestle elixir, copper bottle to wash warm spring.

The stove incense is separated from the cover, and the cage candle is separated from the yarn.

Chen Shi did, and Doe Ching didn't want the thread.

Get rid of worldly things and support Taoist feelings.

And my wife is tired and still struggling with the group.

Eventually, you must throw away your title and gradually plan to break the smell.

Generally speaking, I am in the village, and I am selfish.

Wang Shui strokes Chinese characters, the true meaning of fire gives birth to lotus.

There are 12 Sanskrit classics and 5,000 words in Xuanshu.

Right and wrong are dreams, and silence may be a meditation.

The doctor is still catching a cold, and the doctor has recovered.

Many people live in secluded places and have a quiet middle edge for a long time.

Slowly leaning on crutches, show Shu notes.

Old people should gossip and reminisce about good poems.

You can have diarrhea when you come, and you can only fry when you drink tea.

There is nothing to say when meeting, and the temples are pale.

9. "Kaicheng Daxiang Emperor took four lyrics and wrote them" (Bai Juyi Tang)

The emperor is glorious, and the heirloom is left to the public.

Among the male and female servants of China, among the Yao and Shun brothers.

System immigration customs, goods become national customs.

Kaicheng and Zhenguan have a lot in common.

Yan Jia said two things, and the spirit instrument made nine.

Clouds go to the sky, and the next one is buried.

Later than Yaoli, the turtle is new in summer.

Di Calyx, the unity of the three dynasties, came from ancient emperors.

Gong Yan held a ceremony in July to mourn the people's hearts.

The earth feels autumn and the sky is gloomy.

Dinghu dragon gradually drifted away and sank at the beginning of the day.

Only the clouds are less happy, and the long sound governs the world.

Turning to the same track, the table top is clear and flat, and the sense of grace is distinct.

Although the emperor and the nine-year-old are auspicious dreams, the call of the mountain is empty.

The moon is low, courtesy speaks to Lu Lan, and the wind draws the flute into Baicheng.

The old sick dragon beard couldn't climb up, and the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was the most serious one.