(4) Since the other lord came to the Western Regions, he has gone all the way. The water, water, mountains and mountains are not escaped, and the monsters and monsters cannot escape.

The heart is only for the three Tibets, and the mind is still seeking the nine heavens. What day has it been hard work, when will the Tang Dynasty be full!

Poems of "Water Margin" (excerpt) (1) The red sun is scorching like fire, and the fields and rice are half scorched. The farmer's heart is like soup boiling, and the prince and grandson shake the fan.

* Desert Cai Li double millennium meditation, introverted is a resolute character, thousands of years of vastness, calm is a cultivated face, camel bells shake out your vitality, poplar trees dye green, your soul 0 plugged down, Tang Li Bai, May, Tianshan snow, no flowers, only 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.

0 Liangzhou words Tang Wanghan grape wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately urge. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times.

0 Guan Shanyue (excerpt) Tang Li Bai Mingyue came out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of clouds. The long wind is tens of thousands of miles, blowing the Yumen Pass.

Urumqi (excerpt) Dajie zero point from Ka (Ka) Shi (shi) to the east fifty minutes?

There were lights on the ground, first sparkling and then connected?This must have been the time when God was not there that humans ruled the world?

Turning a village into a big city?I pass through the sky and look down on this light?

Decide it's Urumqi except for it?Who dares to sleep next to the Tien Shan?It's midnight and the plane flapping its wings in the descent?

The night sky is not too dark?Do I recognize seven stars mixed in the lights?

Seven hush whispers, don't alarm them?Sangcha pit in the middle of the Southern Song Dynasty Yang Wanli sunny wind and rain when the rain is dry, the grass is full of flower embankments (di) and the water is full of streams.

The boy Liu Yin is sleeping (zhao), and a cow has eaten Liu Yinxi. Idle in the early summer nap up the Southern Song Dynasty Yang Wanli plum leaves sour soft teeth, plantain is divided into green and window screens.

The day is long (chang) sleeps and thinks ruthlessly, watching children catch willow flowers. Song of Silkworm Transformation - Little Manly Declaration Gao Hongbo I am a silkworm, biting through the childish cocoon and looking at the world.

I want to declare loudly: I am a teenager! I want to spread my wings and fly, and sing a song of youth, new and sweet!

My Adam's apple is protruding, my vocal cords are widening, my heart is beating in my chest is no longer meaninglessly sad and happy, and my eyes are beginning to draw their own patterns of life!

I am angry and look at my friends' words and deeds coldly; I value emotions and re-judge the teacher's standards; the era of blind coaxing is long over, and I am becoming a little man!

Grandma's Penghu Bay Ye Jiaxiu evening breeze blows lightly in Penghu Bay, the white waves chase the beach, there is no coconut grove drunk sunset, just a piece of sea blue.

Sitting on the low wall in front of the door, I thought about it over and over again until the night engulfed us on our way home. It was also dusk on the beach, there were two and a half footprints, and it was my grandmother holding a cane and gently holding my hand.

Stepping on the twilight towards the afterglow, the warm Penghu Bay, a footprint is a string of laughter, killing a lot of time.

Penghu Bay, Penghu Bay, my grandmother's Penghu Bay, has many of my childhood fantasies. The sun, the sand, the waves, the cactus, and an old captain.

Twelve o'clock Indian Tagore mother, I wish I hadn't done my homework now. I've been reading all morning.

??????????? You say, "It's only twelve o'clock.Suppose it's not later than twelve o'clock, can't you think it's just twelve o'clock in the afternoon?"

I could easily imagine that the sun was now on the edge of the rice field, and that the old fisherwoman was picking spring grass by the pool for her dinner.

??????????? If I close my eyes, I can imagine that the shadows under the matar tree are darker, and the water in the pool looks shiny black.

If twelve o'clock can come in the night, why can't the night come at twelve o'clock?

0 days of sand purification, that is, the matter of the element