Hejin is the next grievance: flowers are like snow outside Luoyang. Poetry title: Yin. Real name: Wei Zhuang. Font size: Words have their ends. Time: Tang Dynasty. Ethnic group: Han nationality. Birthplace: Ling Du County, Jingzhao County (now Xi, Shaanxi Province). Date of birth: about 836 years. Time of death: 9 10 year. Main works: Bodhisattva Man, Mourning for the Past, Ying Tianchang, Ying Tianchang, Sidi Township, etc. Main achievements: an important poet of Huajian school; Advise Wang Jian to call himself emperor and establish the founding system of the former Shu.

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In the spring of March, the flowers outside Luoyang are like snow.

Passers-by, east and west, north and south, Populus cathayensis quietly fragrant dust.

On the side of the road, I suddenly saw a flower-like man, resting alone in the shade of Populus davidiana.

Phoenix side, oblique temples and feet, red stack.

Excuse me, where is this girl from? If you want to talk, swallow it first.

Thank the pedestrians later. There's nothing to say in times of turmoil!

I have been trapped in Qin for three years, and I vaguely remember what happened in Qin.

If you can untie the golden saddle for me, I will stop with you.

On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, Gengzi taught parrots in a golden cage.

Inclined Luan mirror lazy to comb my hair, idle on the carved fence unintentional silence.

Suddenly there was red dust outside the door, and I saw the golden drums in the street.

It is still a question whether a gentleman can come back from a semi-panic.

At that time, government troops from the west entered, and they planned to go to Tongguan for emergency treatment.

It is said that the uncle is at loggerheads and the thief army hasn't come yet.

After a while, my father arrived by bus, got off the horse and got drunk.

It happened that the purple skin was dusted and white flags were everywhere.

Help the dead and help the young, and I don't know how many times I have to climb the wall.

The south neighbors enter Tibet in the north, and the east neighbors move to the west to avoid it.

The neighbor in the north is salty, and the outdoor collapses like an animal.

The rumble of hooligans is moving, and the thunder of thousands of horses is pouring out of the ground.

Venus is hot for nine days, and the smoke in Shierguan Street is dry.

The west is cold and white, and God is speechless.

If the cloud is dizzy, the official is like blood.

Purple gas dives with the throne, and the demon light shoots Taixing.

Every family is bleeding like a spring, and there are voices everywhere.

Maiko and Geji secretly donated all their money, and babies and girls were abandoned.

There is a newly painted female eyebrow in the East, and I don't know the price.

Brother Long can hold the car, and when he looks back, his eyes are full of tears.

Learn to sew flags by spinning gold thread, and then go to saddle carving to teach you to walk.

Sometimes I see my lover right away, afraid to look back and shed tears;

There is a jurchen fairy in the west, and an inch of waves cut autumn water.

Dressed like a mirror, he knows nothing about foreign affairs at a young age.

The lady jumped up the golden steps with shame on her shoulder.

He refused to leave Zhumen and died by the sword of red powder and balsam.

There are women in the south who can't remember their last names. They were recruited by the good media yesterday.

The glazed steps are unknown, and the jade curtain is empty.

Suddenly I saw the blade ring in court, and my head was scattered in an instant.

Crying in the sky, the female brother and sister went down the well together;

Young women in the north push each other, and the clouds tear apart their eyebrows.

I heard that the high door is broken, so I don't want to climb the heavy house.

In an instant, the flame came from all directions, and I wanted to go down the ladder and destroy it.

Shouting for help in the smoke, the body hanging on the beam has turned to ashes.

My body is fortunate to have a full-knife saw, and I dare not look back for a long time.

March on the cicada's temples, and show off the moth's eyebrows.

Lao Li never came back, and six relatives disappeared.

I've been trapped among thieves for three years, and I'm on tenterhooks all day.

Lying around a thousand halberds at night, eating in the morning is disgusting.

How can you be happy when you are vertical? Although many babies are unloved.

He was unkempt, his eyebrows were still red, and he couldn't see the waves after several turns.

The clothes are upside down, with different languages and lettering on the surface.

Baitaiduo is a fox spirit, and all the Langs in Orchid Province are charming.

I will also wear a hairpin for my short hair and don't take off my robe and wrap it in an embroidered quilt.

Three public elephants, two history bounty fish.

When you hear and play in court, you will see the wine market at dusk.

Once five drummers started up and screamed like stealing words.

I came to explore the horse into the imperial city at night, and yesterday the loyalist collected Chishui.

Chishui is a hundred miles into the city. If it comes, it should come at dusk.

The murderer swallowed at once, and the female companion was secretly happy.

Everyone says that if you are angry at this time, you will say that the demon disciple died today.

Wandering around, the sound is urgent, and the loyalists are all in.

Big Peng and Xiao Peng care about each other, and Jiro and Shiro cry with saddles.

If there is no news for a few days, it will be said that the army has won the championship.

Bo Qi dropped his sword and came back, saying that the loyalist had learned that he had been defeated.

From all directions, from the bundle of Zidao River, a bucket of gold and a bucket of millet.

Let the kitchen eat wooden skin, Chao Huang _ human flesh.

In the southeast, the road without food has been cut off, the ravines are getting flatter and flatter, and there are fewer and fewer people.

The zombies of the Sixth Army reclining outside starved to death in seven camps.

What is the silence in Chang 'an today? Wheat seedling display in abandoned market.

Pick firewood and spend all the apricot gardens, repair villages and kill residual ditch willows.

Huaxuan embroidered hubs are scattered, and there is no Zhu door.

There are foxes and rabbits in Hanyuan Temple and thorns in front of the calyx building.

Prosperity was buried before, and there was nothing but desolation.

The inner library is burned into splendid ash, and the sky street is full of bones!

When I came, I was in the east of the city, and there was a lot of wind and smoke outside the city.

You Yijun was seen on the side of the road and didn't welcome guests under the slope.

Looking east at Baling barren, trees lock Mount Li, resplendent and magnificent.

The road is full of thorns, and pedestrians spend the night on the wall to explore the moon.

From Xiao to Sanfeng Road in the Ming Dynasty, there was no one in a million families.

There is Artemisia in the barren countryside, and bamboo trees are destroyed without owners.

Ask the roadside golden god, who has no words to worry about people.

There are traces of Cooper in front of the temple, and the golden stove on the temple is covered with dark dust.

When the crazy coach fell into China, the world was dark and stormy.

Before the case, the magical water spell failed, and the Yin soldiers on the wall could not be driven away.

Be grateful when you are free, and don't help the avatar when you are in danger.

I'm ashamed to be a god now, hiding in the mountains

I have never heard of the flute in the atlas, and there is nowhere to find the festival sacrifice.

Teach the devil to go to the countryside and punish all beings.

I'm even more worried when I hear this. The weather is not free to send disasters.

God is still taking refuge in the mountains, so why blame the eastern governors!

The year before last, I went out of Yangzhen Pass again and looked up at Yunli Jingshan.

For example, from the underworld to the world, I suddenly feel that the world is idle.

Shaanxi coach is loyal and does not move for guarding the city.

Coach Putin can use troops, but there are no dogs barking thousands of miles.

Nobody asked about the treasure in the morning, but only Chai Jin at night.

In the Ming Dynasty, I passed Xin 'andong again and met a beggar on the way.

The pale face is moss-colored, and it is hidden in the canopy.

What is Weng Ben's hometown song? What's the matter? Did you sleep in the cold?

The old man wanted to talk for a moment, but he sat on his back and cried.

The countryside runs through Dongji County, and the mulberry is cultivated near Diandian all the year round.

Cultivate fertile land at the age of 200, with an annual household tax of 30 million.

Sister-in-law is used to knitting brown robes, and women in China can cook red rice.

Thousands of warehouses are packed with silk boxes. After Huang Chao, they are still incomplete.

I have been patrolling the village pier day and night since Luoxiatun Division Brigade.

The autumn water in the box pulls out the green snake, and the high wind blows the flag and the white tiger.

The entrance is like a whirlwind, and the house is like a comeback.

Since the family wealth is separated from the flesh and blood, today is bitter.

There are thousands of families in the mountains,

Looking for a tent on a hungry mountain, lying in the frost all night!

When I heard these old sad words, my tears fell like rain.

When you go out, you only see the howl of the chaotic owl. Where do you want to go?

It is also said that there are no boats and cars on the side road, and that Pengmen kill each other.

Wild lodge sells soldiers' souls, and Hejin is half righteous blood.

It is only appropriate to hear that there are guests from Jinling who see different scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

Since Dakou invaded the Central Plains, there has never been a four-contempt in the army.

If punishing thieves is magical, then love is like a child.

The moat protects the golden soup, and the tax revenue is sent to the military base like a cloud.

But the seas are rough, but Zhan Ran is as flat as a rock.

Asylum seekers are servants, and Huai' an envies Jiangnan ghosts.

May you give me an account of the restoration of the East, and praise Long song for offering "xianggong".

Second, Wei Zhuang's other poems

Homesickness, night thoughts on the balcony, gold, bodhisattva full, singing. Poetry of the same dynasty

Sangu's Family, Warm Dishes, Farewell to Xu Kan, Mourning Poems, Jia Dao's Tomb Inscription, Tiantai Temple Couplet, Song of Eternal Sorrow, Memory of Jiangnan, Spring Tour in Qiantang and Ode to Mujiang.

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