Kneel for the preface to the Wang Teng Pavilion
Author: Wang Bo
Nanchang old county, Hongdu new house. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected with Lu Heng. Three rivers and five lakes in Jin, controlling barbarians and attracting Ouyue. Wuhua Tianbao, the dragon lamp shoots the bull fighting market; Outstanding people, Xu Ru got off Chen Fan's couch. Xiongzhou fog column, handsome stars, pillow of Taiwan Province in late summer, the host and guest are all in the southeast. The commander-in-chief Gong Yanyi is elegant, and the halberd is in the distance; Fan Yi of Yuwen Xinzhou is temporarily stationed. Ten days holiday, win friends like a cloud; Welcome to the wedding. Teng Jiao, a poet of Meng; Purple electric paste is General Wang's armory. Home is slaughter, Tao is name; What does a boy know? Bowing is always the winner.
When Wei is in September, the sequence belongs to Sanqiu. The water is cold and the pool is clear, and the smoke is purple. Yan Yan likes to walk on the road and watch the scenery to worship Afghanistan. Near the Emperor Changzhou, it is the old fairy temple. Terraces are green and the sky is heavy; Feige is full of blood, and there is no land under it. Heting ancient bamboo, the haunt of poor islands; Gui Dian Lan Gong, the posture of mountains and hills. Embroidered, Yamahara full of vision, Kawasawa full of vision. Yan Lu, the hometown of Zhong Mingding's delicious food; Ge boat maze, green finch Huanglong axis. Rainbow sells raindrops, and the color area is bright. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. Fishing boats sing late and resound all over the coast of Peng Li; Yan Zhen was stunned by the cold, and his voice broke Hengyang's pu.
Have foresight, easy to fly. Cool breeze blowing gently, singing white clouds. There are bamboos in Suiyuan, which makes Peng Ze angry. Shui Ye Zhu Hua, a pen shining in Linchuan. Four beautiful things, two are difficult to combine. Poor in the sky, leisure is very entertaining.
The sky is vast and the universe is infinite; Joy begets sorrow and knowledge is empty. Looking at Chang 'an in the sun means that Wu Hui is in the clouds. The terrain is deep in the South Pole, high in Tianzhu and far from Beichen. It's difficult to climb mountains and mountains. Who feels sorry for the lost people? Meet by chance, full of foreign guests. When I miss the emperor, what year was I in the mysterious room?
Ha ha! Bad luck, ill-fated Feng Tang is easy to get old, and Li Guang is hard to seal. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a master; It's time to escape to the sonority of Haiqu. It depends on a gentleman's poverty and his talent for understanding life. When you are old and strong, would you rather be moved? Poverty is strong, not falling into the sky. I feel that Chanquan is very cool, but I am still very happy after doing it. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be accepted; The cold corner has gone, and the mulberry is not late. Meng's taste is noble and pure, and he has a heart to serve the country; You can't cry to the end of the road if you are crazy!
Bob, who is three feet short, is a scholar. There is no way to ask for it, and the final army will be weak; With a wave of his pen, Mu has a long wind. Give up hair for a hundred years, and Wan Li will faint in the morning. It is not a treasure tree in Xie Jia, but a neighbor of Montessori. He is becoming more and more palace, and he is accompanying carp; This morning, I held a banquet for Longmen. Yang Yi doesn't pick up, caresses Lingyun and cherishes himself; What's shameful about playing with running water at the clock meeting?
Ho ho! There are not many resorts, so it is difficult to have a grand feast again. Lanting is gone, Zize Xu Qiu. Farewell words, thanks to Wei Wei; Climbing high to make a contribution is to hope the public. Dare to be sincere, respectful and short-quoted. All the words were given, and all four rhymes were done. Please sprinkle Pan Jiang, and every one of us will pour out!
Wang Teng sings the praises of Linjiang Pearl,
Yu Pei sings and dances.
Draw a building facing Nanpu Cloud,
At dusk, the bead curtain rolled up the rain in the western hills.
Clouds and pools are shadows,
Things have changed for years.
Where is the emperor in the cabinet today?
Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.