We were rushing on the road non-stop, while talking endlessly, Hu Jiaojiao said in a sprinkled voice: "There seem to be a lot of literati and writers from ancient times who have come to the Tianshan Mountains, and I remember that there are a lot of poems describing the Tianshan Mountains, such as the Tianshan Snow Song of the Tang Dynasty great poet Cen Shen to send Xiao Zhi back to Beijing is written in a particularly majestic manner, the weather is thousands, the snow clouds of the Tianshan Mountains are often not opened, and the snow of thousands of peaks and mountains is Cui Wei. The north wind rolls at the mouth of Chitingkou at night, and the snow in the mountains is thicker overnight. It can also shine on the silver mountain of the Han moon, and chase Hu Feng through the iron pass. The birds fly away on the edge of the river, and the horses' hooves slip on the Luntai road. The cold atmosphere is condensed, and the cliffs are dry. The general's fox fur was not warm, and the treasure knife was about to break. It was when the snow fell in the Tianshan Mountains that he sent the king back to Beijing. Why do you want to say goodbye in the snow, only the green pine branches. ”

Zeng Lu nodded and said, "That's true, why don't we all use the Tianshan Mountains in the poems to catch the dragon?" Everyone nodded in unison, and she then said casually: "I already have it, and I am confident, that is, Li Bai's six songs are also written about the Tianshan Mountains - the snow in the Tianshan Mountains in May, there are no flowers but cold." The flute smells the willows, and the spring has not been seen. Xiao Zhan followed the golden drum and slept with the jade saddle. I am willing to put the sword down my waist and cut Loulan directly. Then there are heavenly soldiers going to the north to the wilderness, and Huma wants to drink south. Heng Ge has fought from a hundred battles, and he has been very gracious. Hold the snow and eat on the sea, and sleep on the sand. He should break the Yue's clan, and then sit down. The three horses are like the wind and whip out of the Wei Bridge. Bend the bow to say goodbye to the Han Yue, and insert the feather to break the sky. The array is exhausted, and the fog in the sky and sea disappears. Successful painting Lin Pavilion, unique Huo Yao. Fourth, the white horse is plugged in gold, and the cloud sand surrounds dreams. It was a sad festival, and I remembered the border city from afar. Fireflies fly autumn windows are full, and the monthly frost is late. Destroy the sycamore leaves, Xiao sa sand tang branches. I don't see it all the time, and I know it when I shed tears. Its five captives took the autumn, and the heavenly soldiers went out of the Han family. The general divides the tiger bamboo, and the warrior Wolongsha. Bian Yue followed the shadow of the bow, and Hu Shuang brushed the sword flower. Yuguan has not entered, and the young woman is not long. Its six beacons shook the desert and illuminated the sweet spring clouds. The Emperor of Han pressed his sword and summoned General Li. The spirit of the soldiers is in the sky, and the sound of drums is heard at the bottom. Rampant negative courage, a battle to clean the demonic atmosphere. "Zeng Lu's memory is really good, in one go, sprinkled, talking freely, seeing everything is so unforgettable, the memory is still fresh, if she is lucky enough to travel to our modern society, it is definitely the champion of a single subject in Chinese, it is a pity.

Xiao Fei blurted out: "I also remembered a person's poem, that is, Lu Sidao's military march - Shuofang Peak Fire Shines on Ganquan, Chang'an Fei will go out of Qilian." The son of the rhino canal jade sword, a young man with a white horse and a golden bondage. Pingming Yanyue Tun right land, twilight fish Li chase the left sage. The stone tiger in the valley is held by the arrow, and the golden people on the mountain have sacrificed to the sky. The end of the world is endless, and the thistle gate is three thousand miles. Seeing the yellow sand of Maling, looking at the clouds of Longcheng at night. The strange trees in the courtyard have been climbed, the people outside the Saiwai have not returned, the snow has begun to fall outside the Tianshan Mountain, and the floating clouds go straight up to the five plains. Guanshan is unsurmountable, who can sit on Fang Feiyue? The flowing water is self-defeating, and the old ice returns and hurts the horse's bones. The side garden is different from the flowers, and the winter hail and autumn frost and spring do not stop. The long wind Xiao Xiao crossed the water, and the wild geese reflected the sky again and again. From the military, the military marches thousands of miles out of the Dragon Court, only in Weiqiao has been worshipped, where is the general looking for fame!" Although this song is a little obscure, but it can still be regarded as a first-class masterpiece, it seems that Xiaofei has worked hard during this time, and he is really immersed in hard reading in his spare time, it seems that his hard work pays off, as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle can be sharpened into a needle, it is really a person who does not have three days, and I am also thoughtful and said:" I suddenly remembered a song by Li Bai about Guan Shan Yuelai, this song is really popular, the most classic, especially the first sentence, it is simply known to women and children, unforgettable, widely circulated,—— bright moon out of the Tianshan Mountains, between the vast sea of clouds. The long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing the Yumen Pass. Hanxia Baideng Road, Hu peep into Qinghai Bay. came to the battlefield, but no one returned. The soldier looked at the side, and thought about how bitter he was. High-rise buildings are at this night, sighing is not idle. And his first battle in the south of the city is also not bad - last year's battle, Sang Qianyuan. This year's battle, the green river channel. Wash the soldiers and support the waves of the sea, and let the horses and grass in the snow of the Tianshan Mountains. The Long March of 10,000 miles, the three armies are aging. The Xiongnu used killing as farming, and only white bones and yellow sand fields were seen in ancient times. The Qin family built a city to avoid Hu, and the Han family still had beacon fires. The beacon fire burns endlessly, and the battle is endless. Died in field fighting, and the trumpet of the defeated horse sounded to the heavens. Birds and kites peck at people's intestines and hang dead branches on their flights. The soldiers are reckless, and the generals are empty. But the one who knows the soldier is a murder weapon, and the saint has no choice but to use it. “

Wang Gongzi said indignantly: "You took the first step and said almost everything I was going to say, fortunately, this one is okay, it is Lu You's heartfelt feelings-when he was looking for a marquis and a horse to Liangzhou." Where is Guan He's dream, the dust is dark and the old mink Qiu. Hu is not extinguished, the temples are autumn, and tears are empty. Who would have expected that his heart was in the Tianshan Mountains, and he was old in Cangzhou! There was also Wang Wei's Yan branch - the Han family's heavenly generals were talented and heroic. When I came, I visited Emperor Mingguang Palace. Wan Cheng pro-push Shuang Que. Thousands of officials are out of Wuling East. Oath Jiadi Golden Gate. As the Great Wall jade plug. Wei Huo is a horseman. The imperial court does not count the merits of the second master. Zhao Wei, Yan and Han are many strong. Kansai Xia Shao He roared. Revenge is just a taste of guts. Drinking alcohol does not interfere with scraping bones. Painting halberd carving Ge day cold. Even the flag is gone. Stacked drums are far away from the waves. Mingzhi stirred the Tianshan Moon. The unicorn brocade wears a Wu hook. The sassy green Li jumped into the purple horse. Drawing the sword has broken the arms of the sky. Return to the saddle and drink the moon branch. The Han soldiers shouted a hundred. The captives looked at each other crying and sorrowful. Although the teaching war is ordered, it will go to the soup fire. In the end, I knew that the admiral would plan first. There is also Du Fu's gift to Geshu Kaifu Han Twenty Rhyme Qilin Pavilion of this generation, who is the first meritorious. The king is self-professed, and he must be a hero. When the government is opened, he talks about the ancient style of soldiers. The pioneer Yum is in, and the two corners of the land are empty. There are no arrows in Qinghai, and the Tianshan Mountains have long hung bows. Lian Po is still the enemy, and Wei Jiang has made peace. Every pity that the river is abandoned, and the new and temperance are passed. Resourceful and wise, in and out of the crown of the princes. The sun and moon are low and the Qin tree is low, and the universe surrounds the Han Palace. The Hu people chased to the north, and Wanma came from the east. Ordered to be far away from the sand and return to the royal seat. Xuan Qi once favored cranes and hunted old non-bears. The number of names is added to the soil, and the mountains and rivers are always vowed. Plan the legacy of the war, in line with the movement of Zhaorong. Xun Ye is young, and he is in the spirit of friendship. Not for the bead crawler, has seen the pulsatilla. The first pillar of the Zhuang Festival, the career is alone. After a few years of spring grass break, today the twilight is poor. The military left Sun Chu, and knew Lu Meng between the lines. A long sword for self-defense, will want to rely on Kongtong. "This prince should not be underestimated, he said several songs in one breath, and it seems that the people behind him are getting more and more difficult to say.

Duan Gongzi thought about it, wow, the jade tree is in the wind, he is so graceful and suave, he even looks good when thinking about problems, so charming, as charming as a statue thinker, people are reluctant to take their attention away, he couldn't help but say, his voice is also so good, it makes people feel relaxed and happy, and his heart is pounding: "Then I'll have two Li Bai's, he is my favorite, I don't see it alone-who is the son of the white horse, Huanglongbian Seer." The three zhang snow in the Tianshan Mountains is not when you travel far away. Spring and autumn grass, sand chickens chirp in the west pool. The wind destroys the cold and brown sounds, and the moon is sad in frost. Remembering the farewell year with you, planting peaches and moth eyebrows. The peach is more than 100 feet long, and the flowers fall into dead branches. In the end, I was alone, and I knew it with tears. On the Suwu Tianshan Mountain in the middle of the road, Tianheng Island. Ten thousand times are closed, and when is the year of return. Tingbo went to settle down, but Li Ling did not return. The sad face changed to the color of the sea, and the short clothes changed to bearded clothes. Talking and laughing about the three armies, but making friends with seven nobles. There was still one arrow left, and Lu Lianshu was not shot. Hangu is like a jade pass, when can it survive. Luoyang is easy water, and Songyue is Yanshan. The vulgar has become Qiang, and there are many people. Shen Bao only cried, and his sideburns were spotted for seven days. Miao Miao looks at the lake, and the green reed leaves are full. Where the heart falls, the sun is not in Jiangxi. Rest the horses and spring grass, and want to travel far away. Who endures the birds, cries to me. These two poems are simple, but they are still so evocative and imaginative.

Quicksand said with a sad face: "The beautiful and simple ones have been finished by you, forget it, I'll just come to the two long ones, Liu Shang's qin song lyrics Hu Ji eighteen beats The Han family will be in decline, and the war will be frequent." I mourn that my parents gave birth to me, and I see that I am in chaos. The screen window has nothing to do with the mirror, and it will be said that the bead curtain can cover the body. Once the captives rode into China, Canghuang met Hu people everywhere. Suddenly, the thin life was handed to the front, but it was a pity that the red face followed the dust. Immediately the rest of the realm of despair, tired of life and begging for death, can not die. Rong is a human being, and the jackal's anger is difficult to appease. The Tianshan Mountains are full of frost and hail, and the terroir is depressed near the Hu country. Thousands of miles of heavy yin birds do not fly, and the cold sand is reckless and reckless, and there is no north and south. If you are imprisoned, you have nowhere to talk about your worries. Make the remaining strength and hair, eat the remaining meat and drink the remaining blood. Sincerely know that the desire to kill is like this, and it is better to die than to take Yu as a wife. has long been tired of moth eyebrows, empty and sad and weak and soft as water. (third beat) who remembers the long mountains and rivers, where the end of the world is the country. Since the horror is less spirited, I don't feel that the wind and frost damage the color. Dreams come and go in the night, and the news is hazy. I didn't hear it for a long time, and it was clear that Han Yue should know each other. (Fourth beat) the head of the water sits on the grass, and the wind blows the clothes of the Han people. The mutton fat hair is not combed, and the lamb skin collar is still left. The fox placket sleeves are fishy, and they are clothed day and night. The felt tent has no settlement in time, and the sun and moon cannot be passed. (Fifth beat) is strange that the spring does not come for a long time, and there are no flowers and willows in the terroir of Huzhong. The world has been turned upside down, who knows that now the south is looking at Beidou. The name and voice are incompatible, and the mouth is often closed all day long. Right and wrong are taken and fingered, and words are not as good as hands. (Sixth beat) Men and women with bows and arrows, Saima and sheep lying in frost. How can an inch of things be free, and it is reluctant to steal life and beg for death. The turtle listened to it in sorrow, and the broken leaf pipa complained deeply at night. There is no cloud and the moon goes to the sky, and the hometown deserves to see each other again. (7th beat) reminiscing about the past, the private family was petite, and the rare birds were far away to learn to tame. Now I have abandoned my hometown and regretted not putting the forest table at the beginning. The wind is cold and the sun is twilight, and the galaxy is scarce. I can't return home, and I think like a caged bird. (Eighth beat) on the same day, Su Wushan asked, and the Tao was Bin Hong's message. Learn from his bloody book, and the book is hated by thousands of people. The bearded boy can walk a horse, and the bow is not far away. Then the border geese turned afraid of people, and the desperate domain could not reach the square inch. (Ninth beat) hate, humiliation, hatred gave birth to Hu'er and wanted to give up donations, and the relationship between mother and son was like that. looks like a strange language and loves it, and I don't feel that I often hold each other in my heart. The morning and twilight are in front of me, and the belly is born and the hands are not pitiful. (10th beat) the sun and the moon move back and forth, and the stars want to go around the day. There is no winter and no summer, and the frozen grass is dry for one year. The Han family Jiazi has Zhengshuo, and the three lights of the Peerless Domain are self-suspended. Several times the wild goose came and went, and the intestine was broken and the toad was reunited. (11th beat) the broken bottle falls into the well and sinks forever, and the hometown is cut off and there is no return. Ning Zhiyuan asked for his name, and the Chinese language was good. The dream soul went to the hometown several times, and after awakening, it turned into a deep grievance. Now it's a dream, and it's sad and sad. (12th beat) childish clothes on the side, the future can not be left and remembered. Returning to the hometown is a dilemma, and it is better to abandon Hu'er and return to the old country. The mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and there is no news on the back. Tear-stained face of the remnant sun, all day long to the north and south. (13th beat) Don't be ashamed of Hu'er, and think about your own son. The ten fingers in the hand are long and short, and the regret of the interception is similar. When you return to your hometown, you don't see your relatives, and you will live and die when you think of this. The south wind blows my heart for thousands of miles, and my heart crosses the water with the wind. (14th beat) sighed and had no fixed points, and at that time he was resentful and hateful. I don't know what the grievances are, it seems that there is a sharp edge to disturb the square inch. The joys and sorrows are not fast, and the hearts and minds are especially asking each other. If you are not born to be a natural relative, how can you be kind to the enemy? (15th beat) when I went, I only felt that the sky was blue, and when I returned to the sun, I knew that Hu Di was long. Where is the heavy cloudy white sunset, the autumn geese should be in the south. Pingsha looks around and bewilders, and follows the geese from far and near. The journey is not over, and there are no pedestrians on the side. (16th beat) traveled thousands of miles to Hutian, only to see the yellow sand and white clouds. Horses are hungry and run snow to grass roots, and people are thirsty to knock on ice and drink water. Yanshan seems to distinguish the beacon, and the drums are like hearing the Han family base. The future of hard work is the emperor's hometown, and he will not die in Hu Zhong during his lifetime. (17th beat) returned to his hometown to see his relatives, and the countryside was half green in spring. The bright candle simmered the ashes again, and the cold spring washed the mud jade. The etiquette of carrying a scarf is good, and a silk tong is dead and dead. In and out of Guanshan for 12 years, the grief is all in Hu Jiqu. (18th beat)"

Then he was in excellent condition, unfinished, and continued in a dashing manner: "I'll have another miscellaneous song of King Luo Bin, and it is difficult to walk in the army. Yuxi divides the army to recruit less evil, and Jintan is subject to the rhythm of the general. The general embraced the Xuanmiao strategy, and the soldiers were rampant and quiet. The long drive took a breath and carried the copper beam, pointing directly at the three bars over the sword pavilion. The pavilion road is on the tower, and the sword gate is descended from the spirit hill. There is no flat road in Qiongguan, and there are rapids in the double source of the river. The conscription will return indefinitely, and the years in another country will be late. Out of the hills, the forest is thin and far away. The road is dangerous and the purple cover peak, and the road is astringent and green and muddy. Go to the mourning prison, and the line is not barren. The cliff is thousands of miles dangerous, and the mountains are high. Chinese and foreign partitions, Yixia Shu terroir. The cochin pillow is deserted in the south, and Kunmi is in the north. The source of the river is poisonous fog, and the valley is full of lewd rain. The four seasons flowed, and the collapse was a thousand years old. The drifting stalk flying canopy is not at ease, and the vine leads to the danger of the mountain. In the past, I heard the military music, but today I know that it is difficult to walk. The green water of the Cangjiang River flows eastward, and Yanzhou Dan is in the middle of the south. The south and the south reflect the galaxy, and the Qinchuan and Qinsai block the smoke waves. There is little scenery in the border areas of Sanchun, and there are many miasma in Luzhong in May. Towards driving away tired scouts, who is tired at night. Bending to the moon is weak, and even the stars turn too much. Emphasizing righteousness and ignoring life, he has conquered the east and the west several times. Night after night, the spotted temples are new, and the clothes are old every year. The corner of the city, the water of Dianchi Lake, the end of the world is looking at the accumulation, and the earth is endless. In vain, I feel that the hot and cool festivals are not good, and I don't know how many miles of mountains are closed. Don't re-re-re And Yue Qing Yang Liu Song, reminiscing about the peach and plum people in Fangyuan, Zhu Qi divides the white feathers of the Jiang Festival, and the Danxin white blade rewards the master. But let the king know a skill, who is afraid of the bitterness of the trilateral conquest. It is difficult to walk, it is difficult to walk, and there are thousands of ends of the road. There is no return to the clouds, relying on the short Han, looking at the sun and thinking of Chang'an. You don't see the dark side pavilion of Yuguan dust, and the Great Wall of Kou is miscellaneous. The Son of Heaven pressed the sword to conquer the remaining brave, and the general was rampant. Seven virtues and dragons open the jade tent, and thousands of miles of drums and golden cymbals. The bitter fog of Yinshan Mountain buries the high base, and the lonely moon shines on the camp. The battalion went to infinity, and the support was far away from the peerless country. The clouds are cloudy towards the Tianshan Mountains, and the cold sand rises at sunset. The dragon scales are open on the water, and the wings are vibrated in front of the horse's head mountain. drove thousands of miles to Qi Lian, and divided the three lives of martial arts. The hundred-haired black number is far away and the willows are broken, and the seven dragons are full of lotus. Spring comes and autumn to move the ash tube, and the dust of Lan Boudoir Liu City is broken. The wild goose gate is sparse and the books are scarce, and the mandarin ducks are slowed down by the acacia. It's hard to walk. The oath is quiet Gaolan. But the Feng Hou Long's forehead is expensive, and he follows the middle woman Fenglou Han. Then he gave us all a hippie smile triumphantly.

These ancients are really powerful, one is better than the other, the skills are superior, they are all step by step living Tang poems 500 thread-bound books, memory is really good, never forget, not a word, really amazing, if they travel back to our modern society are all college entrance examination champions, we are all for the quicksand of the gushing, Qi Changhong applauded, tsk praise, especially Zeng Lu is laughing heartily, beautiful, except for the dying breath of Brother Hugh, but his resistance is good, although his life is at stake, life is dying, life is on the verge of death, but it should be auspicious people have their own celestial phenomena。 However, the ancients can silently integrate into such poetry solitaire, and it also feels very elegant, with the beauty of the slow life of the wind and snow, compared to the modern society full of fast pace and entertainment, it is a little more elegant and poetic than the modern society that is full of fast pace and entertainment. Therefore, we modern people often say that the pursuit of poetry and distance, but there are still very few people who really implement it into action, because the work pressure of modern society is high, the pace of life is fast, not many people are willing to spend leisure and leisure in reading poetry, poetry, but I don't know that the life of poetry can let you look down on life from a higher angle, see through life, beyond ordinary life, be able to be extraordinary, understand and comprehend the essence of life, not to live for survival, but to live for life, say goodbye to trivial things, have big feelings, big plots, more beautiful and innocent, more poetic, more strategicto live a life that will not be there once in a lifetime.