The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the sun.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
They died before they started, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
In the crowd, I searched for her again and again in vain. When I suddenly turned my head, I found her there, dimly lit.
Last night, the cold wind withered trees, and I went to a tall building alone, looking at the end of the world.
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
In a word, there are too many famous sentences in Tang poetry and Song poetry, which can't be explained clearly in one or two sentences. Even if you understand, it's not easy. Unless it accumulates over time.