Dynasty: Wei and Jin Dynasties
Author: Tao Yuanming
Original text:
During the Jin-Tai-Yuan period, Wu Lingren took fishing as his occupation. Walk along the stream and forget the distance. Suddenly I met the peach blossom forest and grabbed the shore for hundreds of steps. There are no miscellaneous trees in it. Grass is delicious and English is colorful, which makes fishermen very different. If you go any further, you will want to be poor.
If there is no water in the forest, make a mountain. The mountain has a small mouth and seems to have light. Leave the ship and enter through the mouth. Only by being narrow at first can we understand people. Take a few steps and you will be suddenly enlightened. The land is flat and spacious, so is the house. There are fertile fields, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboo. The traffic in the building is so busy that chickens and dogs hear each other. Some men and women dressed like strangers. The yellow hair hangs low and enjoys itself.
Seeing the fisherman, he was shocked and asked him what he had not done. Answer it. You have to go home and set up wine to kill chickens for dinner. When the village heard about this man, Xian came to inquire. Since Master Yunzu escaped from the Qin Dynasty, he led his wife to this desperate situation and did not return, so he was separated from outsiders. You ask what this world is, and I don't know if there are any Han Chinese, regardless of Wei and Jin Dynasties. This man speaks every word with a sigh. The others went home, eating and drinking. Stop for a few days and resign. There is a saying in China: "The humanity of outsiders is not satisfactory."
Help the road when you get off the boat, and you are determined everywhere. And the county, Yi Taishou, said so. The satrap means to send someone with him to find what he wants, get lost, get lost.
Liu Ziji, a noble family, heard about it and gladly did it. If you fail, you find the disease, and then you lose interest.
2. Ancient poems suitable for girls to recite. I think Li Qingzhao's words are very appropriate. Gentle and supple is very suitable for shallow singing.
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The pipa sets off Li Qingzhao's words very well.
Slow voice
Looking around, lonely and sad.
It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind.
Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now?
Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.
This time, what a sad sentence?
Zui Hua Yin
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
There is also a drunk yin, but it belongs to someone else.
How much is the light red vine?
There are embroidered curtains all around.
Clever green orchid leaves.
People return to the moon, the stars stay behind, and the pearls are small.
I don't care if spring knows.
I'm afraid I'll be stolen by the east wind. I have to pay for the idle flowers and plants.
Dianjiangchun
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
Dianjiangchun
It's like reading cu, stopping on the swing at the fourth sound, getting up and smoothing your hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe.
Seeing the guests come in, socks and gold hairpin all slipped away and left in shame. Looking back at the door, Wen Qingmei.
The plum blossoms in the back pavilion are moving. Read ti, the fourth sound.
Jade is fragrant, sandalwood is scattered, and I hate visiting Mei this evening.
Jiang Lou Chu Guan, the cloud is far away. On a sunny day forever, leaning against the fence, the green curtain hangs low.
Sitting in front of the statue, the wine is full and the song is broken.
Southern branches can be inserted, but they need to be cut frequently. Don't wait for the west building, do some strong management.
Li Duo baiyongju
The small building is cold and the night curtain is low.
Hate raining, ruthless wind and rain, night rubbing the muscles.
Unlike, the imperial concubine is drunk, and unlike, Sun Shou is sad.
Han Ling steals incense, and Xu Niang gives fragrance, but Mojiang doesn't write novels. If you look closely, you will find that Qu's charm is just right.
When the breeze rises, the fragrance will be clear and the weight will not decrease.
Autumn is fading, the snow is clear and the jade is thin, which makes people feel infinite nostalgia.
It's like sadness, it's like Han Fu Ci, it's like tears and it's like poetry.
There is a cool breeze in the month, the smoke is dark and the rain is dark, and the heavenly religion is gaunt and thin.
I don't know how long I will stay from now on. Good human feelings, why remember more, Zepan Dongli.
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It is from "Jia Jian"
The Millennium is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long;
Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
Sadly, the Millennium is still there.
The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and embarrassing;
Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
Jia Jian is picking, and the white dew is not finished.
The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and right;
Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
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4. Girls recite poems and reminisce about the past in three minutes.
It's raining in my sky in the south of the Yangtze River, like a water town, a girl without a paper umbrella, a leisurely rain lane and endless hesitation. I looked down at the village, the fishing song was late, the lights on the boat were dim, and occasionally there were jingles, smoke from cooking stoves drifted away, the piano played with the river, the fingertips flicked, the melodious misty rain was like fog on the boat, and my thoughts were wandering. Butterflies linger in your life in the fragrance of flowers and moonlight, flying alone for thousands of years. Loneliness fades away, and I look at reincarnation frivolous and quietly. Whenever the sun shines on my wings, it always shines beyond the world. Whenever the night passes by me, tears shine on my face like a flower. I stopped at the branches and smiled at the vicissitudes of life. I lost my clothes in front of the Buddha for thousands of years in exchange for a trip with you in this life. Please visit my world. There is a small river winding in the forest. This river is very clear. There are scales on the river. This is my love. Charming flowers are blooming on the shining shore. The smell of flowers made us forget the wasted time. Let's become a pair of birds. We don't have to worry about anything. It belongs only to you and me. Please be careful. I will fall in love with your charming dimples. My mind is round. My mind is round. The moon in August and Mid-Autumn Festival is also the brightest and roundest, no matter how high the mountain is. My thoughts are round, watermelons and apples are round, the reunion between people is joyful, the separation of flesh and blood is painful, and those who miss their loved ones look at the bright moon in the sky. Who can swallow moon cakes? .