The beard is as long as the hair and the color is seventy. ZuiYan blue sky is small, singing is too flashy and low.

Thousands of pines and cypresses surround the house, and it rains in the middle of the night. Qiongshu road is infinite, and the piano is alone.

Volume 72 1_2 Send Yun Qing to visit Annan (first, send monks to visit the South China Sea) in Dong Li.

Go to Hainan in spring and smell cicadas at midnight in autumn. A whale swallows a bowl of water, but a rhinoceros touches a boat.

The islands are divided into countries, and the Milky Way is the sky. Chang 'an returned to Japan, and Yan Song lived in front of the old house.

Volume 72 1_3 Zheng Buzhen lives in Li Dong.

Lofty and remonstrant, white clouds live in secluded places. Hungry horses eat leaves and sick cranes bask in the sun.

Wild fog makes candles faint, and streams make incense. Let's lean against the wall and talk about how long the night is.

Volume 72 1_4 sent Cao Lang to South China, and South China used Dong Li.

Guishui is peaceful, and the south is like a fallen fairy. Tie a belt, light an elephant, buy some cloth and pick up a beautiful boat.

The sea air is steamed soft, and the river wind excites the arrow. In the chaos of Langyin, the emperor is far from knowing the virtuous.

Volume 72 1_5 Jin Jiang accompanied assistant minister Zheng of the Ministry of War to write poems and play chess

Fallen leaves splash and sing, and they can play chess and cloud outsiders. The sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and the sky is destined to be new.

In that month, the topic was heated and the clock was broken in Puckilo. I forgot to eat two desperate places and chose to vote for Tao Jun.

Volume 72 1_6 Mid-Autumn Festival Dong Li

On forty-five autumn nights, the moon is thousands of miles away. The cold water tank is short and the light overflow is too high.

Sleepless eyes, migrating wet crane hair. Don't say goodbye on the stage, look forward to ten years of hard work.

Volume 72 1_7 Send Guang Shen to Mu Fu (Fuzhou) and Dong Li.

Birds fly in spring and litchi is fat when it rains. Northerners will be afraid if the south fights closer.

The tide rises and falls for a banquet, and the beads shine on the island monks. Every move under the curtain, why not wear her clothes.

Volume 72 1_8 The name of the mountain house on the outskirts of Zhao Chu Shilin Pavilion Dong Li

After the peaks of Guifeng overlap in autumn, the leaves fall into the cold city. Four or five hundred bamboo poles, two or three thousand books.

Apes pick chestnuts in the clouds, while ants leave vegetables in the rain. Just across the water in front of the door, just like everyone else in Wan Li.

Volume 72 1_9 is presented to Lidong in the Yangtze River in Jia Dao.

Knock on the donkey and sing the snow moon, and go abroad to the west gate. Walking in the shadow of the Yangtze River, I am deeply worried that my soul will be submerged.

I am carrying the bamboo temple, and the Qin Temple is in Huacun. I went to pick up pine nuts when I was hungry, but I knew Jia Fusun.

72 Heyang Road1_10 Dong Li

The wind is still freezing, raise your hand frequently. Things should be done early, but not many people are worried.

Snow-covered Ma Pingchuan, smoke songs follow the river. Look back at the river and sleep on the boat.

The volume is 72 1_ 1 1 Send the bosom friend to Zhou Pu Lidong.

In the middle of the road, monks pay homage and the postal kiosk talks about waves. The sword shook the forest and the flag flashed high.

Mossy sky state prison, flowers bloom and dreams exist in Cao. Puyang politics is semi-coquettish.

Volume 72 1_ 12 to monk Dong Li.

The bottle pillow is hanging at the waist. What should I do when I go out? The clothes were heavy with rain, and the brown hat looked at the mountains.

The night view becomes a dead tree, and the wild sleep separates the monument. The neighbor's mother cried and said goodbye to the class.

Volume 72 1_ 13 Longzhou sent someone to Li Dong.

Offer suggestions, build a palace and accumulate Tracy. The autumn package is heavy, stacked late, and the peaks are neat.

Stepping on the moon near the golden que, blowing clouds to see the royal topic. Looking back at the sound of flying, the crane is trapped in the river mud alone.

Volume 72 1_ 14 was sent to appease my brother and daughter Dong Li.

Before the imperial edict arrived in the army, Zhu's robes reflected fresh snowflakes. The river bridge blows the trumpet and freezes, and the flag is round every month.

Monks put out fires and people repaired fishing boats. After the six countries were pacified, thousands of families took off their clothes and went to bed.

Volume 72 1_ 15 Give it to Dong Li, the owner in the distance.

All rivers come and go by accident. After singing, my teeth are cold and my heart is quiet.

Insect nets and flower wells, a day after the rain. Ye Shu should be accompanied by a bell boat when he returns to the old temple.

Volume 72 1_ 16 Dong Li, Tianzhu Temple in Sufeng Lane is as poor as a church.

Tianzhu sings Tianzhu Peak at dusk. Ink grinds green dew month, while tea sucks white clouds.

Lying on the body covered with moss, the top of meditation is loose. Explore the mystery and make a decision, and go to Lin Qiong tomorrow.

Volume 72 1_ 17 Send Zhang Xiagui to Dong Li in Jiangnan first.

This road goes back in time and carries a poem. A lonely bird is far from the tree, but the wind is late against the donkey.

The grass in the karaoke bars is rotten, and the tide catches the stone. I am afraid of hurting my joy, and I will pick up my sorrow halfway.

Volume 72 1_ 18 presented to Tiantai Lidong.

The luggage is rattan, and the ice is frozen at the edge of the cloud. If the single crystal is correct, what about the white hair?

Asai fairy land, pearl sea passenger lamp. He who knows it but hides it laughs at Hanting.

Volume 72 1_ 19 Wei Mochang Lin Ju (a topic on Wei Mochang's side) Dong Li

Travel in all directions and sell a few waxes in five summers and five peaks. The more you talk about riding an elephant, the more you shoot sculptures.

Cold and snow, rotten oak trees and clouds burn. Since then, Xilin has grown old and seen 30,000 dynasties.

Volume 72 1_20 Send Zhang Qiao to Xuanzhou, Dong Li.

Poetry, Taoism and the world are difficult to understand, so it is better to return to the waves. The moonlight is full in the morning, and the clock is separated at night.

A mirror and temples make the whole family half peak. Nothing happened, and Xie has been folded.

Volume 72 1_2 1 Send Lu Langzhong to Jinzhou Lidong

Tomorrow, the clouds will be high, and fairy Cao will come from the thorn county. The dangerous stack peeks at the top of the ape, and the court sweeps the crane hair.

When you left the army, you said you were bridled. Travel far away and park a few boats in front of the state.

Volume 72 1_22 Jianggan is Dong Li.

When I was lying on the fourth watch, I was worried about hearing the news too early. A drowning bird flew over the gate and made noise in the garden.

Officials rely on cypress and the sea. Full of five words, you should not be old.

Volume 72 1_23 Congratulations to Zheng Changdong

Blessed are the mountains, and high birds fly down. The official looks through the clouds, and the monk sweeps the moon.

Save smoke, Lin Juyu leaks a little. I once asked residents of tin to talk about comfort and climbing.

Volume 72 1_24 Climbing the stairs in Dong Li

The value building in Sichuan is open, and the cold mountains come from all sides. Bamboo blows people away, and peaks prevent birds from flying back.

Life and death are separated, and clouds and rain accumulate. Who knows independence, splashing tears and falling berries.

The volume of 72 1_25 is Zen friend Dong Li.

Scattered flowers stay in the inner hall, and maids dream of talking about Zen. The tree unlocked the lock and the cloud recognized Lian Yue.

The sound of the stream is too long and the shoulders are awkward. Flying sentences attract each other, and the sun and the moon are many days.

In early spring, friends visited Dong Li.

Come back from the south to say goodbye and sit on the moss in the poor lane. A thin glass of wine and a few scattered plums.

Tides give birth to Chu, and stars open towers. Look at your place tomorrow, and the breeze platform in front.

72 1_27 Volume Title Ji Yun Dong Li Temple

Open the door to the snow top and board the trapped bird. Apes play in the dark, and people stroll in the purple pavilion.

The ice from La Quan came out, which can be found in the night and the moon. If you want to live in the rock room, how can you not stop?

Volume 72 1_28 Dong Li, the old monk of the Mountain Temple

Of all the monks in the clouds, they are lonely and sad. Protect tealight in summer and love the old.

The waves in the south are sick, and the rivers and ice in the north swim. After returning to the disciples, I was born in vain.

Volume 72 1_29 Dong Li, the same monk who stayed in Taoism.

Recite the text over the waterside pavilion and brush the dust on the four corridors. Falling fruit knocks on the floor tiles, and high fireflies reflect cranes.

Light a lamp and blow a leaf fire, talk about Buddha and mountain people. There is indeed the ambition of Qixia, and it is good for three religions and four neighbors.

Volume 72 1_30 Cooper Li Dong

I know several generations by hand, and the year is Qi Yan Gai Song. Rooted in other trees, the wind blows down the neighboring peaks.

The dragon sniffed Gu Gan, and the smoke flew over the goose. But beautiful leaves and numerous sounds do not hinder the autumn bell.

Volume 72 1_3 1 was given to Dong Li, the native of Wangfeng Second Mountain.

Shan Ge saw the crane letter, and Shan Ge listened to the martial arts. Nourishing medicine is the same as opening a tripod, and so is playing chess.

Meet at the bottom of Jiujiang and reach the tip of Wufeng. I would like to be three friends, but I am ashamed of my white hair.

Volume 72 1_32 Winter Night in Shelter and Songs of the Second and Third Zen Couples in Maozhaili Cave

Sihaitong Zen guest, looking for grass pavilion. Twisting a moustache, the candle is white, close your eyes.

Loosen the popsicle and knock on the moon bottle. Lonely worries hang over the ancient buildings, and cold stars stand.

72 1_33 for Dong Li, the master of micro-Zen.

The copper bottle is astringent, pour water, and leave the lotus layer. The tiger put down the mouse and looked at the fly.

Meditate on the fifth day and shine on the ancestral lights. Short hair is Lin Bai's, why not shave it?

72 1_34 Volume Diaocaotang Zen Master Dong Li

The staff suspected the teacher and the four walls of the room were closed. The bottle was stored in wax water and the bell rang in the tower.

Pigeons along the moss well, lent apes scattered snow peaks. How to give up sex and lean on the pine in front of the temple?

Volume 72 1_35 Chang 'an Su Yong main book hall Dong Li

There are peaks and clouds in the county, and the official and clear books are poor. Listen to the crane on the pond, accompanied by Yueyang people.

Well locks tea, hall closes medicine dust. There are many steps to go, and the same house is a neighbor.

Volume 72 1_36 Autumn Accommodation in Lidong, Runzhou Liu Jiangting

The north dream wind blows down, and the Chu Shi Pavilion by the river. Sing a thousand moons and look at all the stars.

When the waves are quiet, the fish lock up, and when the window is high, the crane listens to the scriptures. Things are different, and the world is half blue.

Volume 72 1_37 Autumn Qujiang Shushi Dong Li

The door shakes the reed shadow, and the gull returns at dusk. The garden is near the deer, and the people in the cold river are sparse.

Clouds pass over the tower, and dead leaves fly into the city. I am afraid of the arrival of guests, but I have no gift for changing gifts.

Volume 72 1_38 Crossing Dong Li in the autumn is in the master's room.

The river house has no leaves and the pine shadow belt is high. The temple is full of autumn moon, and the lonely window enters the night.

The old one hangs on the stone wall, and the copper knife declines. Lie down and listen to the tiller and learn from the teacher.

The volume is 72 1_39, and it's a winter sensation.

It's cold and quiet, and the smell is separated from Sichuan. Ding shui sees mountain paintings, and Taiwan incense sweeps away snow and burns.

The crane only recognizes the brake, and the monk never leaves the cloud. After the stone chamber opened for meditation, the beads were turned to thank the saints.

Volume 72 1_40 Send Huangfu proofreading books from Xia Shu to Xiangyang Lidong.

There are endless waves in Shu Road and waves in the nest. The pine shade covers the Wu gorge, and the rain wears Jingmen.

Leave the temple and the castle peak, and return to Lin Tsefu. Bitter and cold, in order to hang a noble soul.

Volume 72 1_4 1 Title Ximing Temple attacked the monk Fu Lin and entered Dong Li.

Who sent a letter from southern Hunan and Yinchuang inkstone from Tianjin? Burn the monument into a set and leave the truth in Cape Temple.

The birds in the sky rest in the building, and the bell is half shocked. The full moon meeting in Yugou is like being in a thatched cottage.

Volume 72 1_42 Send Cuiwei to Dong Li, an unlearned Zen master.

Far and near, the hearts of the people return, and they actually occupy Cui Wei. Apes can read classics, while tigers can distinguish right from wrong by listening to them.

Spring is filled with the dream of the city, and Xia Sheng is a bodyguard. Mystery can't be learned. Why is it always inorganic?

Volume 72 1_43 arrived from Shudu.

Forbidden to live in Taiwan Province, looking for a teacher to travel to Huai. As far as the temple is concerned, the bell moves quickly.

Sweep the broom on the moon, and spring blossoms. Go back to every sacred day and sing on Yao's steps.

72 1_44 Volume Title Xin 'an National Temple Dong Li

The Buddha also encountered difficulties and resurrected the abandoned altar. Suppress the old branches of pine trees and draw new bamboo powder.

Besides, Gong Baobei, throw away the bird food. The bell enters the emperor's dream, and Tianzhu turns into Chang' an.

Fankou invasion forced Dong Li to return to the south.

Yunzhou rode 30,000, flying eagle south. Back to the wild geese in the stars, the lonely city is accompanied by monks.

Knock on the pass of Han Festival, and pour the government to guard the river ice. There is no place to talk about the border issue, it is a night to return to the stream.

Volume 72 1_46 Send Jia Zhengzi's Li Shudong to the East Palace

The Southern Dynasties presented the history of the Jin Dynasty, and there was a bird's eye view of Balou in the east. There are palace trees, sparse peaks and exposed swords in the long stack.

The snow in the air melted, a white cloud. If you go to a city by the river, you will find this poem everywhere.

Volume 72 1_47 hanging Hou Guichang Dong Li

I value your dedication, and you praise my poetry. Three halls and one worship meet, and the four seas know each other.

The shadow hangs on the monk and picks the candle, and the name is passed on to the crane. Fujiang hangs an orphan's tomb and the moon sets in Emei.

Volume 72 1_48 Yan went to the house (a topic consciously went to the house) Dong Li

When you walk on the shore, you can see clouds in the distance. Panasonic is three volts, and the middle stitch is more than five volts.

Rain passes through the pavilion and the sun shines with a razor. The seaside will go after all, and the lights will be lit to make the old country clear.