Chess is fun all day long, but once it is lost by strict relatives. The soldiers fell into the river without rescue, and the generals drowned together. A horse travels thousands of miles with the waves, like swimming in the Three Rivers. There was an earthquake with a cannon, and Wolong immediately became worried. Wang Shouren is not only a philosopher and educator, but also a famous poet. He loves the mountains and rivers in his hometown very much. After he returned to his hometown, he often visited places of interest and left many well-known poems. For example, he wrote "Remembering Longquan Mountain": I love Longquan Mountain, and the monks in the mountain are quite wild. Sitting in the well all day, sometimes lying in Panasonic. Don't go to Yunshan for one night, travel for three years. Shame on killing the spring under the rock will clear itself sooner or later. Wang Shouren traveled to Xuedou Mountain in Fenghua, and his poem Xuedou Mountain is beautiful. People have been telling it for hundreds of years. It is difficult to break the poor mountain road alone, but it is difficult to cross a thousand streams and see the stone altar. Gog rings the bell and the monk sleeps. It's very cold in summer in Lin Yuan. Gu Lei is faintly connected with the rock waterfall, and Shan Yu is closely reflected with the bamboo pole. Don't be surprised that all the peaks are familiar. I have seen this painting once. Wang Shouren's life is full of works. After his death, his teacher compiled 38 volumes of Wang Wencheng's Book of Public Rights, among which the most important philosophical works were biographies and university questions. He condensed the theory of mind and nature into four sentences: there is no good disgusting body, and there are good malicious actions. Knowing good and evil is a conscience, and doing good and evil is a matter. Yuyao "Four Monuments Pavilion" has a monument pavilion to commemorate him. The inscription reads: the hometown of Wang Yangming, a sage of Ming Dynasty. Couplet: once the university was a famous religion, and there were high-rise buildings. Banner: True Three Immortals. "Visit the wall of Kaixian Temple again" says: Zhong Cheng doesn't know official business, so he looks for the temple everywhere. I am still paying for my wife and children, but I have not left my post until now. I have been here twice before the opening of the light in March, but the door of the temple monk is not open. The mountain gods seem too vulgar to drive, and the stream wind blows people's backs. Don't you see that a rich family is like wine, five fights will wake you up. The mountains and rivers are harmless, and the floating name is not in my trace! There is also a "Longtan Night Sitting" cloud: Where is the fragrance of flowers at night? The sound of the stone forest hut across the stream. Everyone who is lonely is out of the moon, and birds and mountains are singing when it is empty. The grass is wet and the wind is lighter than the kudzu; In the stream, if you want to write a blue meaning, the north of the river and the south of the river are infinite. Huacheng Temple has a high city and deep mountains, and pavilions invade the upper bound out of thin air. It's crisp in autumn outside, the moon is in the sky, and there is light rain on the ground. Bowl of dragons floating clouds, Shi Hu's return, full of wind. Monks who love mountains best can do good deeds, and the lights in the night hall are accompanied by lonely songs. Recalling Longquan Mountain, I love Longquan Temple, where monks are quite wild. Sitting in the well all day, sometimes lying in Panasonic. One night, especially a mountain cloud, three years. Shame on killing the spring under the rock will clear itself sooner or later. I recall my brothers' long separation from Longshan Cloud. At that time, I dreamed of Shan Yu. I feel that my pillows are cold and my brothers are not here. How can you live in the mountains when you walk all the year round? If you were a hundred years old, you would walk away. Because of the rain and Du Yun's night hall, it was dark in Chai Men, and suddenly the residual lotus spilled into the stone basin. Wan Li Cang Jiang gave birth to white hair, and several people sat at dusk. On the way, I felt that autumn came first, but who pity the chrysanthemums on the deserted path? But I remember the farming and fishing land in my hometown. I went to Jiangcun with piccolo. I moved to Guo Sheng Temple by the river, but I know the scenery on the mountain is very good. I saw the door of the temple open at the top of the mountain. There are clouds in the sky, and there is no summer in June. Sick lungs want to move their pillows and wash their hearts, which makes them far away. Fuchun is only feet away from the smoke, leaning on the summer floor and looking at the fishing platform. Stay at Wuyunguan in Pingxiang, where the trees are high and low, and there are no horseshoes in the spring mud after the rain. The emerald color drags the clouds to open the mountains, and the cold sound separates the bamboo from the clear flow. I heard that I went to a shipwreck in the south, and my mind was full of memories of going back to the East to stop the stick. Watching the bright moon in Xianfu at night is as clear as Jianhu West. Staying at Feng Xuan Pavilion overnight, the rocks are rugged and antique, and the water in Shaxi Madu is still muddy. Sunset throws birds into the deep foothills, and fireworks pedestrians look at the village. Clouds in the sky have white hair, and Lin sits alone at dusk. Vietnam is thousands of miles north of the river, fearing that spring will worry about the night. Visitors to Luojiu Post Office visit the top of the mountain every day, and the south of the mountain comes to win the tour. The rain in cuckoo village is dark, and the Erythrina flower is quiet. Man's smoke is better than the green sun, and homesickness crosses the boat. Being in Yelang's house in Wan Li, the five clouds are north of China. Shui Yuan Post South Wangyuanzhou, Bishulin Ancient Postal Building. Distant guests pity local conditions and customs every day, but only see Yunfu in the empty mountain. Who asked if there was any letter from Nishino? Chu water is ruthless and only flows. Fortunately, this corpse is like a wild crane, and it can be found anywhere on earth after a long stay. Xinglong Weishubi Mountain City sees the balcony height, and the wild troops are uneven. Zhu Gui Road enters from the top of the mountain, and Yelang people come from Japan. The warbler flowers are old in spring, and the clouds open late. Those in power repeatedly ask and throw questions, and geese fly back to Hengyang. At first, the East Cave was changed to Yangming Cave and Gutian Cave, which was abandoned and treated with suspicion. Pillay crossed the wind and moved to a secluded place. Camp on the rock sinus and put the couch on the stone foundation. The dome was stuffy and smoked, but Akan was swept away. The rolls are piled up, and the pot is shining. What's wrong with living in a strange place? It doesn't matter there. Not Sang Zihuai, I have no regrets. Children and servants said to themselves that living in caves is not evil. Manpower is not limited by structure, and the carver is clever. Under the clear spring, under the kitchen, the green fog is still curtain. I live a leisurely life, and my master enjoys himself. Although there is no glory, it is far from being heard. But fear of frost and snow, the clouds are deep and thin. I smell it and smile, and I am ashamed about weeks. In ancient times, there were nests and holes, and cups and drinks were dirty. Lying in the extreme sun, there are many points in winter. The leopard hid Wen Chu, and the dragon was alive. There are countless feet, and I am not warm. This is the heart stage and theory. Please never learn to live in exile. Tian Nanshan, an agricultural general, has always said that he lives in exile in Chen, and his followers have opinions. It's hard to talk about Shan Ye, but it's easy to handle money. It is quite convenient to cultivate customs and fire. Before spring is over, plant these acres of farmland quickly. Is it just for a full meal, to harvest and to set a banquet? Listening to the birds, poverty is more than envy. In the morning, the thunder is held, and the mountain is cold and easy to frost. Longgang went into exile to talk about fake interest, and garbage should also be disposed of. Cutting the miscellaneous forest belt makes a small structure interesting. Open the window leading to the distant mountain peak and build a deep tree. The market village twists and turns, and bamboo and wood set each other off. The border vegetables are slightly watered and hoed, and the anthers are quite scraped. Whether the banquet is suitable or not is specially given, and those who come have to rest together. Bandits are beautiful and hard to rely on. Maoying took advantage of the gap in the field battle, and the ten-day negotiations were said to be over. The initial heart is waiting for the wind and rain, and the completion is beautiful. Weeding the wasteland not only opened the way, but also expanded the scope and managed the garden. Low eaves to avoid loose, sparse soil bamboo roots. Don't cut the thorns under the wall, because the beam can be attached. Don't pick the roses in the forest, you will be covered by dark clouds. I know nothing about agricultural nursery science and have a deep discussion. Don't underestimate, my road is solid. The square garden of Xiyuan is not full of acres, and there are many rows of cauliflower. Use urn to separate streams without irrigation, and fill the fence to prevent squatting. Weeds were slightly burned and scraped, and they came to rest on a rainy night. New leaf application, night bloom. Put down the hoe and rest heavily, reading old books. Tired of sleeping under a rock, I woke up and looked at the loose moon. Get up and walk leisurely, and put it between the eaves at night. When I fell asleep, I slept on the grass and forgot to say goodbye to my neighbors. The waterfront cave sends you into the valley to rest, and the tassels lean against the Qingxi. Dangerous stones were found by the stream, and the caves were hidden in seclusion. Flowers are still fragrant, and the dark light is also floating. There is a good spring stone in life, but it is a long time to stay. Good birds suddenly fell, and fish swam in groups. Sedentary dust, worrying about interests, but trying to work with Tao. The rocks are still reasonable, and the trees still have branches. Life is not a stone, don't be silent for a long time. Trouble came to the vestibule and looked up at the clouds. Clouds follow the long wind wherever they go. Sometimes the clouds are fixed, and the wanderer has gone and never returned. Sorghum began to return to Yan, and sorghum was already sad. Life is not bitter, but the dead look like this. What happened? Shang Shan took the cheese. On autumn nights, the wings of trees are noisy, and fireflies fly at night. A bright moon rises from the distant dome and enters the peak shadow with low eaves. Sitting alone, I'm afraid I can't hold the police. In the past, I have been ignorant and my heart has not been screened. The bleak forest, autumn, clouds are cold. The mountain spring was at a loss and left people behind. Andrew flew high in Vietnam in his Yun Hong. On the first day, Lu's hair looked like it, and the imprint of raindrops was across the head sand. This stream is located in the depths of the Tibet Canyon in Qu Yun, where the trees have a history of thousands of years. Bai Niao went to one side and returned to the post road, and saw that Elegant was not around. You must pass this wonderful victory, and Jiuhua on the river has no envy. The banana leaves in front of the banana eaves in the study room are green, and there is no hot air intrusion in the long summer. But the rain has been quiet all night, why not have a half-bed moonlight? The topic of new poetry and old leaves will be full, and old leaves will turn deeper and deeper. Don't laugh at Zheng Ren's talk about deer lawsuits. So far, this is a dilemma to wake up. Longtan sits at night, the flowers are fragrant at night, and the stone forest grass house is separated from the stream. Everyone who is lonely is out of the moon, and birds and mountains are singing when it is empty. The grass is wet and the breeze is lighter than kudzu vine. In the stream, if you want to write a blue meaning, the north of the river and the south of the river are infinite. Don't worry about difficulties, and don't say goodbye to your luggage. Let's stay in the south to enjoy the spring scenery and listen to the rain in Xitang. When you get home, you will know that you are going beyond the cloud. Clear lake wants to see the bank in the mirror. In order to find a secluded place in the cave, there are two cranes on the peak. Boarding the virtual pavilion and Shao Shi in Yunshan Pavilion is the negative side of the New Year, and the wine party is lonely late. The sound of the pine harp scares the crane, and the tea smoke of the bamboo tree sets the monk. Looking at the distance, every time I sit for a long time, I feel very sad and incompetent when I am hurt. When the peak was seen, it was said that it was already very close and could not get rid of the clouds. Wang Shifu is full of mountains and rivers, and the bottom will be pine and bamboo to suppress firewood. A wanderer never went out, and the solitary sail in the painting did not return. The small peaks are in the sunset, and the Huxichun Temple is in the smoke. He still looked at Yang Chen, but he remembered that the poem was in Cuiwei. Give Pan a gift to return to China in May, just like a lotus leaf. A is not second, but if you don't ask, water won't invade. Sand birds don't need to doubt the sparrow's boat. Jiang Yun sweeps the fish first. Wuling Creek is still deep, so Mo Geng moved his home to Cuiwei. Deng Yuejiang Building is a famous building with a long history. Huang Gao once lived in Longjing. Danger exists in the moral virtual barrier, guarding the barbarian stone city. The mountains are ancient and modern, and the rivers turn into autumn sounds. Who can send a gift when you board? The eternal new pavilion is a kind of feeling. With master's rhyming poems, I would rather sing after the snow, and the wine in the mountains will turn better. Rock waterfalls sound with the wind, and water falls like rain. The happy rain blew Tynde's head and scattered his troops, and he rode down from the dense forest. Qian Jing has congratulated the soldiers for washing the rain, and the birds are still surprised. Nanmu gradually enjoys farming, while Dongshan does not sing. It is not enough to think that Feng Yong can shed tears. Wen bought a shovel in the field and brought his comrades back to see him, saying that he should take the shovel out of Urumqi. At the beginning of the reclamation, the reclamation work must be doubled. Although the autumn harvest is light, the tax is light. After the rain, the lake is also learning to fish, and the trees on the shore are leisurely. Mountain people have already returned to agriculture, and they are still fighting for thousands of peaks at night. The moonlight is high and the forest is heavy at night. At this time, there is no limit to the heart of hometown. The cave in the middle ages in the mountains is covered with shadows and the riverside is lonely. After many battles, I know that I am not an antique, or I am ashamed to lose my former bird. I have been home for a long time, accompanied by Yunmen, and I am looking for it alone after the snow. Shucao Pingyi (was taken to the north in September and stayed in Cao Ping. It was dusk, and when the newspaper and Xu Huai arrived, they took the night speed to send them, and the sound and rhyme were recorded in the wall. It is not surprising that World War I was successful, and the news of personal expedition is still dangerous. The border guards sent police to the northwest, and the people in the southeast were exhausted. Wan Li's autumn wind hisses, and Qian Shan's oblique sun mark. I'm in a hurry, so I want to invite you back to the Sixth Division. A thousand miles of wind and dust, a sword, sent home in autumn. The hall is empty and the door is busy three times. It is dark in autumn in the west and dark at night in the north of Guanhe River. Since I exhausted my mantis arm, I have returned to the Heavenly Palace. At dusk in the three mountains, geese and sheep are only in the east of the sunset. When the sky is high and the moon is sad, Jiang Kuo and Qian Fan dance in the wind. Flowers are getting dark and spring is getting late, so water should be poor and guest. There are Hengyang geese in Beifei, and Shangyuan's books are also difficult. Su Jing Temple arrived in Hangzhou in October, and Julian Waghann sent someone to kill Ning Hao and returned to Jiangxi. On that day, I thanked my illness and retired from the West Lake. My old house is deep and loose, covered with Gu Teng, and I still remember the past years. In chess and bamboo, medicine wraps the window to the sick monk. Smoke boats grow out to avoid people, and the peaks are far away. It's rather tight now, but it didn't seem to be at that time. There is always endless sorrow in the world, and every battle must be a rest. If you stay in the mountains for the night, you will worry about it. After hundreds of battles, the Xijiang River was pacified, and six planes flying to Nandian were still in a long stay. Who really has the power to turn the tide, the old people can make plans without taking a day's work. Jiuhua Mountain berthed at Weizhou Gukou for the night, and it was misty and rainy. * * * said that the stone road in Qiangang was very small. Bamboo sticks go through the clouds to find the temple, and vines take medicine and bring flowers back. At night, Zhu Sheng wears a company, while the wild one always wears clothes. There is no need to swim in Yishui, and the mountains and moons are clearer. On a boat night, you can see the leaves all over the mountains and worry about the frosty moon at night. Where does Cui Hua visit at this time? The corner of the building is guarded by people at night. Once in the north, the flag was first released from the Chu River. Hong Tao is rolling with the wind, and it is difficult to sail back. In the rhyme of Liu Shimen, Ji Ji's heart is the second grass spring, and the flaky leans on the lonely man, with Fengyi Bai Chi Palace under it. The west fell, and the east of the Yangtze River was endless. I heard that Wu Nv buried Xiang Yu, but I saw Sha Ou in chaos on the destroyer Xuefeng. What is there to ask about the sad past? Yong 'an Palace Que is in the grass. My whole heart, a lonely priest on the river, has experienced many wanderings. I am extremely poor, even since ancient times, I am afraid of collapse or from today. Moss erodes autumn snails and leaves them old and green, and the sound of spring rain is lost. So I can sit with a pair of cranes and sing under the bright moon. The fog on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty is foggy and empty, and it is wrong to go out in the east and out in the west. Many people stumbled into the pit and I stopped to cry. If you want to break the sky, you have to pay homage to your eyes. I know very well that I believe Wan Lifeng will be prosperous. The next day, the rain buried yesterday's January in the gloomy fog, and the sound of rain sounded like clouds. Taoist priests have no inspiration, and God's will is always clear. I will have to wait for my safety in frequency, crying and laughing at Jia Sheng. Sitting on the broken lamp and worrying all night, listening to the morning drum to announce the new sunshine. Fengcheng windproof (died here the year before last, but the north wind was spared. ) The north wind sighed that the north ship was poor, and this place once worshipped the north wind. Sentence Jian dared to forget the courage, and Qi Weichang recalled the skill of shooting hooks. When we reached the bridge, Huangshi Machinery was awarded the first prize, and the meaning of Tao Zhu at sea was similar. The situation is that the door is very white, it is freezing and thatched like a mountain. In spring, I visited Qishan Temple with the charm of Du Mu, and the tired birds threw branches everywhere, and the color in the forest gradually faded. The spring mountain is lonely at dusk, and the wanderer recalls it. The ancient cave contains wet clouds and rain, and the Bixi moon is clear. Peach blossoms do not care about human affairs, but only laugh at the mountain people who have never brushed their clothes. After revisiting the wall of Kaiyuan Temple, Cheng didn't understand official business, and went over mountains to find the temple. I'm still keeping money for my wife and slaves, so I haven't left my post yet. In March, Kaiyuan came twice, but the door of the monk didn't open. The mountain gods seem too vulgar to drive, and the stream wind blows people's backs. Don't you see that a rich family is like wine, and it takes five fights to bend over to solve the problem? I don't care about mountains and rivers, but I don't care about floating names. Worship the temple of Fubo, the golden drum stays full, and the fish returns to the beach at night. The moon is quiet and the flag is around, and the wind blows the bell and it is cold. The wasteland may be unconvinced first, but the origin of SHEN WOO is not difficult to kill. Want to see the new weather of Yuting, the second-order dry feathers and five clouds.