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Describe the poems of Qingsong


"The Guliu Temple Ancient Song"

Author: Po Chu

The leaves are covered with green onions, and the frosty skin peels off the purple dragon scales.

I want to know that the old man looks at the dust wall, but he has a few poems.


"The title of the love of the temple before the stream pine"

Author: Po Chu

The static will flow right, and the high total is far.

Cui cover smoke is densely packed, and the snow is low. Sitting with Qi Qingying, borrowing cranes to stabilize the branches.

It is difficult to write a pen, and the piano is easy to be confused. Summer wind maple maple, sunny night dew.

Dedicated to the house, leisurely winding around. Dong Liang Jun Mo Cai, stay with the solitude.


"Ting Song"

Author: Po Chu

What is under the hall, ten is my order. Nothing is done in disorder, and there is no difference in heights.

The tallest is three feet long, and the lower one is ten feet low. Like wild things, I don’t know who to plant.

It is connected to the Qingwa House and the Baisha Terrace. There is a windy month, dampness and no dust.

Sparse autumn maple, cool and cool summer. Spring is deep and rainy, full of leaves and beads.

Years old and snowy days, pressing the jade. Everything is interesting at four o'clock, and Wan Mu is not awkward.

I bought this house last year, and I am very embarrassed. A family of twenty, the transfer will come loose.

What is the move, but it is irritating. That is to say, this is a friend of friendship.

Gu, I am a vulgar, the crown takes away the dust. Not known as the Songzhu, always a look.


"僧院松"

Author: Cao Song

This wood rhyme is full, and Qiu Yu learns to sing. More than a hundred feet of space, not fixed for several years.

The ancient armor has been demolished, and the roots are hard to catch. Why should you throw it out and make it before the dojo?


"The book is a double school"

Author: Cao Tang

It costs a lot of money to grow a double pine, and the courtyard is like autumn. Can hide this new rain,

But it provoked the empty burning of old mountains. The branches pressed the fine wind over the pillow, and the shadow cage stayed in front of the window.

Mo teaches to take a leisurely dream, and makes you linger for 18 years.


"loose"

Author: Cheng Yan Xiong

The doctor’s name is ancient and modern, and he is more out of the group.

It will be said that the head of the ridge is idle, and the setting sun is still hanging.


"涧松"

Author: Cui Tu

The inch of the frost is long and strong, and the passers-by still laughed and did not dry up.

Although Nanyuan Taoli is awkward, it is lonely and lonely.


"Song Crane"

Author: Dai Shulun

The rain is wet and the shade is cool, and the wind is loose.

The single crane loves to be quiet and does not fly.


《咏南岳径松》

Author: Di Huan

A burst of rain was returned to Yuelu, and two cold colors were Xiaoxiang.

The guest stayed alone in the evening scene and walked over the clear yin.


"Feng Wei Shaofu Ban Song Pine"

Author: Du Fu

Falling out of the group is not a willow, green and immortal 岂 Yangmei.

Want to save the old millennium meaning, for the arsenic root a few inches planted.


"Tang Xing Temple Komatsu"

Author: Du Xun

Although small natural, it is difficult to bring the same wood. Invading the half-window month, full of hurricanes.

The branches are mossy cranes, and the sounds are called worms. It is not seen today, it must be in the snow frost.


"Looking at the old planted pine"

Author: Geng flow back

Although the old man’s house is over, the old man’s heart is not solved. What is going on in the sun, planting pines to stay yin.


"The Song of Pines"

Author: Jiaoran

For the sake of love, the song is not enough, and every pine tree is forgotten.

What's more, nothing more, laughing like a leisurely cloud.


Painting Song

Author: King Wan

Painting a pine tree like a real pine, and remember to remember

I saw it on the Tiantai Mountain and the third plant on the south side of Shiqiao.


"Gifts Qiu Susong"

Author: Li Bai

Ruan Ji is a prefect, and he rides on Dongping. During the tenth day of the bamboo cutting, the weather was clear.

I will come to the clothes, who will test the master. Fuzi Li Susong, floating clouds know the ancient city.

The sweeping objects are stunned, and the autumn is full of grass. The bird also returned to the old nest and moved back to the farm.

He Zizi, do not reduce Tao Yuanming. I know that after a thousand years, I will cover the two sages.


"loose"

Author: Li Jiao

The glory of the high rock table, the forest is quiet. Heqi Junzi tree, popular with the doctor branch.

Hundred feet of yin, the millennium cover. The age of the cold does not change, and the fortune is fortunate.


"Takamatsu"

Author: Li Shang-yin

Gao Song is outstanding, with me to the horizon. When the guests were scattered, they were quiet.

There is a wind and elegant rhyme, no snow to try the posture. The drug was treated at the end, and he visited the turtle.


"Su Su Xian House Dry Pine"

Author: Lee involved

A few years of green in the Xian family, once the branches are dry.

Not as good as the acid pear tree, but it occupies the high city alone.


"loose"

Author: Liao Kuang map

He used to be in the Western Jin Dynasty and was a doctor in Dongwu. Rich Cui knows that the ages are

Who is clear when there is no sound. After the branch, the dragon snake is old, and the roots are thick.

Waiting for the autumn of the autumn to shake the sun, the beginning of the wood bucket is dying.


Planting Pine

Author: Liu Hui

The emerald emptiness of the court, the cloak alone. Take it from the top of the mountain and plant it with a heart.

Not weak faint spring rhyme, public opinion does not sound wood. The frosty day is in the moon, and it is transferred into the pool.


"Miao Ting Song Song"

Author: Liu Yuxi

The potential of the rolling branches is already at risk, and the high feelings are seen and supported. Suddenly there is business,

However, there is no custom to leave. Into the rock corridor, the rhyme contains the sky and the fasting.

Xie Gong Mo Dao Dongshan went to wait for Yin Cheng to fill the Phoenix Pond.


"loose"

Author: Lu brachial

Snow frost knows the quality, this time the ancient name. Broken slabs are far away, and sparse forests are covered.

Heqi Hedai color, the old four sounds. The sorrowful heart is long, and the smoke is high.


"Forbidden Spring Pine"

Author: Lu Zhi

In the yin and ban, the green is full of spring pines. Rain Lun is close, and the yang and color are thicker.

The high branch is divided into days, and the whispering bells are whispering. The incense helps the furnace to be far away, and the shape is suspected to cover the shadow.

I hope that I will be able to live for thousands of years. If you get back to the sky, you will win the old Bifeng.


Pinsong

Author: Meng Jiao

Chasing Xie Lingyun, can not be sealed. Even if the hole and the face are not the same.

This Song Tian Ge is high and towering. Grab the hand of the giant spirit and split the peak of the room.

Split the wind and rain, grab the finger paws. Difficult to embrace the road, students are easy to trace.

At the same time, a few centuries, a dragon. The game is fascinating.

Pinsong is tall and female. Rewarding is still valuable, and who can enjoy it.

The name of Huahua is not a good one. I cut the big Yawen, so I dare not bow.


"古松"

Author: Qi Ji

Thunder and lightning do not dare to cut, scales are boundless. The scorpion died in the dead, and the snake entered the root plate.

Shadow dipping 僧 湿 wet, sound blowing crane dream cold. In the ordinary rainy night, there should be ghosts and gods.


"New Plantation"

Author: Qi Ji

The wild donkey teaches the method and pulls out the basil. One hundred years old reminds people of old age, and the millennium is high.

Jingyi and bamboo stone, close to the hustle and bustle. After he became a yin, the autumn wind blew the sea.


"The old pine tree"

Author: Song of the question

Under the age of Dongyan, Zhou Guhe. Sunset over the mountains, the grass is cold.

There is a pine tree in the middle, which makes me sigh. Hundred feet without a branch, a lifetime of loneliness.

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