A poem at the beginning of an Austrian word
1. "He Yi Xi Deng Chengnan Sakamoto looked at the capital" in July.
Erhualian Mosai, Kowloon Golden Boy's Square. It is said that the Olympic area is rich, dangerous and powerful. Dragonflies touch the water, and the phoenix gathers in Qishan Yang. God is noble and auspicious, and there have been prosperous kings throughout the ages. I am a ghost, so I beg for my home. Chen Huofa is too small, and the founding of the country is rich. The mysterious wind leaves Li Shu, and Deze soaks in the area. Get drunk and help each other, eulogize the Lord. Going south to the shore of Shaoling, I still hope to see the imperial city. Why is the imperial city gloomy, but the atmosphere is lush. Jinfengling Wonder, the title of Open Orchid Palace. East and west meet behind the road, and north and south connect. The lobby of the world court, the publicity room for group discussion. Ming Pei contains the morning breeze, and Hua Chan Yao Chen Yang. The Bailiang banquet began, and thousands of minutes of joy are not over yet. Sue finished arching the rock gallery, thinking about the sound of the piano that the wise man listened to. There are thousands of lines and thousands of cloth collections. Flying to the ditch, the curved platform is on the road. Songs are ringing everywhere, and horses and chariots are singing. The setting sun is long, you care for each other. It's the middle of winter, it's cloudy and cold, and it's closed during the day. The terrible wind gathered around, and the snow flew thousands of miles back. The fox goes to the gallery temple, and the cow clothes out of the grass. Han knows that he is nothing but ashes.
2. "Crossing the Ancient City of Han Dynasty" Author: Wu
The big fellow is undecided, and Qiang Qin is good at playing. The Central Plains competes for deer, and the high-impedance Yulong is embarrassed. After seeking the throne, I am not strong. Look at the scale of the building, it is simply a city god. After the group worshiped Changle, China and North Korea added chapters. Chen is Lan Qiang, and Yuefu plays cheese room. Yuzhuzhang, Yuanyang Bai Yutang. Baoding eats tulips in the morning and at night. The heavenly horse comes to the Lord, and the beauty is northward. He is prosperous, and he calls himself a spiritual leader. Sometimes I go through a lot of hardships and my sorrow is not smooth. Ice becomes great cunning, and the virtue of fire collapses. Austrian bandits are imaginary, but they are greedy for heaven and dying. The soul god urges the country, and the leopard and tiger fight the rock gallery. Di Chin moved to Pakistan, and the bronze plate returned to Luoyang. The king is nowhere and the years are desolate. Who is in the palace, and I am covered with sorrow. There is only grass in the mine field, and the sea water has become mulberries. Used to be in the hall, but now it's on the side of the road. The rest of the base is unknown, and the ancient tombs are lined up. The fox and rabbit are frightened, and so are the owls. The weather in an empty city is very cold, and it's cloudy and yellow in Ye Ping. Fierce fan Qing Ji, blowing poplars rustling. Long live ten thousand years, empty singing hurts the body.
3. "Crossing the Ancient City of Han Dynasty" Author: Wang Ji
The big fellow is undecided, and Qiang Qin is good at playing. The Central Plains competes for deer, and the high-impedance Yulong is embarrassed. After asking the emperor to sit down, I am not strong. The scale is poor, it is a city god. After the group worshiped Changle, China and North Korea added chapters. Hook Chen Beilan Qiang, Yuefu Opera Zhifang. Yuzhuzhang, Yuanyang Bai Yutang. Baoding eats tulips in the morning and at night. The heavenly horse comes to the Lord, and the beauty is northward. He is happy and calls himself a primate. Sometimes I go through a lot of hardships and my sorrow is not smooth. Ice becomes great cunning, and the virtue of fire collapses. Austrian bandits are imaginary, but they are greedy for heaven and dying. The soul god urges the country, and the jackal fights the rock gallery. Di Chin moved to Pakistan, and the bronze plate returned to Luoyang. The king is nowhere and the years are desolate. Who is in the palace, and I am covered with sorrow. There is only grass in the mine field, and the sea water has become mulberries. At the high gate in the past, just beside the road today. The rest of the base is unknown, and the ancient tombs are lined up. The fox and rabbit are frightened, and the owl is crazy. The weather in an empty city is very cold, and it's cloudy and yellow in Ye Ping. Fierce burning of green thorns made poplars rustle. Long live ten thousand years, empty singing hurts the body.
4. "imperial academy Chuangshi Classic" Author: Xue Cuncheng
The temple is retro, and there is no substitute for righteousness. Ao Shu, the legacy of seal script. Silver hooks set each other off, and the stone walls were dusty. Forever dry Kun period, not a day. Scholar's way is wider, and scholar's heart is sharper. Since then, it has become a process of physical chemistry, and grace has spread all over the world.
5. Author: Feng Ya "imperial academy Chuang Shi Jing"
The temple is retro, and there is no substitute for righteousness. Ao Shu, the legacy of seal script. Silver hooks set each other off, and the stone walls were dusty. Forever dry Kun period, not a day. Scholar's way is wider, and scholar's heart is sharper. Since then, it has become a process of physical chemistry, and grace has spread all over the world.
6. "Sacrifice to Xu Scheeren" Author: Jong Li
Qing's fame is far away in the south. Austrian studies are the best, and many talents take advantage of Qin. Ranked in the golden palace, the steps are purple and deep. The counselor carries the central purpose, and the four dragons play the emperor's heart. Xiong Bao spared Louis and Ma Jia avoided Linz. There is nothing to do but open the door to the distance. The porch window blew late, and the pond rested in Qiu Lin. Moss gives birth to chess stones, and tea smoke passes through bamboo curtains. Xi yiyuan has arrived, and manic competition can invade. Feathers drink leisurely, poets sing quietly. It is a stagnant thing to feel ashamed of oneself, and it is even more fortunate to insult the virtual front. This day is a heavy experience, and my heart is sinking.