The last sentence of a famous friend: give me the pain of engraving. Title: The Stone Playing the Piano for Emei Mountain. Real name: Wei Zhuang. Font size: Words have their ends. Time: Tang Dynasty. Ethnic group: Han nationality. Birthplace: Ling Du County, Jingzhao County (now Xi, Shaanxi Province). Date of birth: about 836 years. Time of death: 9 10 year. Main works: Bodhisattva Man, Mourning for the Past, Ying Tianchang, Ying Tianchang, Sidi Township, etc. Main achievements: an important poet of Huajian school; Advise Wang Jian to call himself emperor and establish the founding system of the former Shu.

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First, the full text of "Send me a piano stone on Mount Emei" Click here to view the details of "Send me a piano stone on Mount Emei".

Being able to play the piano at the foot of Mount Emei seems as drunk as a madman.

Why do you see my eyes are blue and my head is white?

There is no home in the vast sea, but there is a gloomy cloud _ bhikkhu.

Drunk in the pot, the sun and the moon are bright, and the world is long and narrow.

Uncle Jin met in the evening, and Shu County came to meet him.

Later generations often give me a piece of bitter carving as you deal with me.

Names know each other, and there is no interval between wine and piano.

Now the world is in chaos and fragmented. However, there is no way to recruit people who fly outside the sky.

Today, I am crying in Yang Zhu, and the wind blows in the border town in August.

The neon is bright and crimson, I am looking for it, and I respect the green leaves in front of me.

A heavy rain is coming, and then it begins to snow.

Sadness is clear, the upper hand is relaxed, and the throat is faint.

Whether the buzzing bees can walk around the tree or not, don't let the crane lead the chicks to fly around and stop.

The golden scales are motionless and the head is sideways, and the white horse listens to the air and hangs its ears.

No one knows the story of Guangling, and the ancients don't say that people are suspicious today.

In the middle of the children, all the fields are gone, and the ghosts are crying and crying.

Sitting in a sentence, the guest is silent, and the moonlight outside the curtain is waiting for noon.

The piano music I sang to you, leave a name for me immortal.

Second, Wei Zhuang's other poems

Homesickness, night thoughts on the balcony, gold, bodhisattva full, singing. Poetry of the same dynasty

Sangu's Family, Warm Dishes, Farewell to Xu Kan, Mourning Poems, Jia Dao's Tomb Inscription, Tiantai Temple Couplet, Song of Eternal Sorrow, Memory of Jiangnan, Spring Tour in Qiantang and Ode to Mujiang.

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