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Poems/Ma Zhenwen
On a summer night in Qujiangchi, there are colorful clouds chasing the moon
Hazy and romantic
It was as if it were spread out, a beautiful picture scroll
The breeze was blowing, and the green willows were braided
A frog beating a drum
Stepped on the jasper jade plate
A pool of scales, gorgeous and quiet water
And birds and finches dream
Startled a few flying birds
Only the sky is a large giant plaque
A pillar of intense color
The Four-Square Glory of the Tang Dynasty Hibiscus Garden
At this point, it is as if you have stepped into the empire
Magnificent halls
Faintly seen, purple cloud pavilion
Those with high belly and high hats
It is the rule of chastity
On the ship, Jinser gusted
Neon feather dance, the shadow reflects the water ripples
And within the poetry gorge, the moon cuts the clouds
In the garden, ten miles of peach blossoms bloomed and smiled
Pure love words
Erected, posterity admired the temple of the cold kiln
It's like being in that
Cold winds, snowy years
Those long eighteen spring and autumn seasons
Eyes are ready to penetrate, and love is as strong as iron
The lone light is cold, and the red face is fading
Green silk climbs snow
Just wait for the triumph of that war horse
Acted out
Rich is not poor, loyal and unswerving love classic
At the foot of the Zhongnan Mountain, the smoke-filled Caotang Temple
It's like a hideaway
Some people say that it is the essence of the mountain and the aura of the water
Put the mystery of the Buddhist holy place
Complete it
The green bamboo is sparse, and the shadow covers the ground
The sound of wooden fish falling thickly
Teleportation is a bit zen in a knotty way
The daisy flowers are bright and simple
For the good of men and women, it enlightens the most reasonable sayings of the Buddhist family
Worthy of the three theories of the ancestral court, look up
Grass hall smoke
When it's skyrocketing
The Buddha's light is brilliant