The autumn water shares the same color as the skyIn Wang Bo's Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng, there was no fixed next sentence directly connected to the phrase " autumn water shares the same color as the sky " because it was a complete famous sentence in parallel prose. The full text of the Preface to King Teng's Pavilion is "Yuzhang Old County, Hongdu New Mansion." The stars are divided into two wings, and the earth is connected to the earth. Open the three rivers and lead the five lakes, control the barbarian Jing and guide the Ouyue. All kinds of things are gorgeous and heavenly treasures, and the dragon light shoots at the ruins of Niu Dou. Outstanding people, the earth spirit, Xu Ru under Chen Fan's bed. Xiongzhou fog, handsome color stars gallop. Taihuang pillow at the intersection of Yi and Xia, guests and guests enjoy the beauty of the southeast. Governor Yan Gong's elegant reputation came from afar with a halberd, and Yuwen Fan, the governor of Xinzhou, temporarily stayed behind the curtain. Ten days of vacation, friends like clouds; Thousands of miles to meet, friends full of guests. Tengjiao Qifeng, is Meng's scholar Ci Zong; Purple lightning green frost, is the arsenal of General Wang. When the king of the family became the prime minister, the road was famous. What did the boy know? He personally met Sheng Sheng for a farewell dinner. It was September, and the sequence was three autumns. When the water is gone, the cold pool is clear, and the smoke is condensed and the mountains are purple at dusk. Gao Yan drove the horse on the road, visited Chonga, visited the emperor's son's Changzhou, and found the old pavilion of immortals. Layers of green mountains stand high above the clouds; Flying pavilions and flowing cinnabar, there is no ground below. Crane Ting Fu Zhu, the end of the island's lingering; Gui Dian Lan Gong, the body of the mountains and hills. Open the embroidered door, look down at the carving, the mountains and plains are wide and full, and the rivers and lakes are full of horror. The streets and alleys are full of people, and the people are full of food. Boats in the maze, green birds and yellow dragons fly. The clouds disappeared and the rain cleared, and the sky was bright. Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together, autumn water is the same color as the sky. Fishermen sing late, the sound of the poor Pengli shore; Wild goose array frightened cold, the sound cut off Hengyang Pu. The distant lapels are just relaxed, and the mood of leisure flies quickly. When the sound of the wind rises, the breeze rises; When the sound of the wind condenses, the white clouds stop. The green bamboos in the garden of Sui River are like the wine cups in Pengze. The vermilion flowers of Ye River are like the color of Chen Si's pen. The four virtues are complete, and the two difficulties are combined. I look at the sky and enjoy myself in my spare time. The sky is high and the earth is far away, and I feel that the universe is endless. When I feel sad, I feel that there is a limit to the amount of surplus and deficiency. Looking at Chang 'an under the sun, watching Wu Hui in the clouds. The terrain is extremely deep and the South Sea is deep. Tianzhu is high and the North Star is far away. It is difficult to cross the mountains. Who will pity those who have lost their way? Who is the bosom friend of a chance encounter? How many years has it been since Emperor Huai's gatekeeper disappeared? Alas! Luck is not good, life is full of mistakes. It is easy for Feng Tang to be old, but it is difficult for Li Guang to be granted. Qu Jia Yi in Changsha, is not without a wise monarch; When Liang Hong was exiled to Haiqu, was there a lack of time? I rely on a gentleman to see the opportunity, a wise man to know the destiny. Old and vigorous, how can I change my white-haired heart? Poor and more firm, how can we yield to the ambition of Qingyun? Drinking water from a greedy spring is refreshing, and sitting on a dry track is still happy. Although the North Sea is poor, it can be picked up by the wind and rain. The eastern corner has passed away, and it is not too late for mulberry trees and elm trees. Meng once noble and pure, but also have the feeling of serving the country; Ruan Ji was so arrogant that he could not imitate the cry of the dead! Zhou Bo, a three-foot-tall man, is a scholar. There is no way to ask for a reward, just like the old man who died in the army. I have a heart to write, admiring the wind of Zong Que. He gave up his hairpin and board in the palace of a hundred years, and served the morning and evening in the palace of thousands of miles. It is not the treasure tree of Xie family, but the neighbor of Meng family. Other days in the court, he often accompanied the carp to answer questions, but now he holds his sleeves and likes to rely on the dragon gate. Yang's heart did not meet, caress Lingyun and feel sorry for himself; Zhong Ziqi died and stopped playing. The road leads to the mouth, and the ground connects to the hut. Open the three rivers and lead the five lakes, control the barbarian Jing and guide the Ouyue. All kinds of things are gorgeous and heavenly treasures, and the dragon light shoots at the ruins of Niu Dou. Outstanding people, the earth spirit, Xu Ru under Chen Fan's bed. Xiongzhou fog, handsome color stars gallop. Taihuang pillow at the intersection of Yi and Xia, guests and guests enjoy the beauty of the southeast. Governor Yan Gong's elegant reputation came from afar with a halberd, and Yuwen Fan, the governor of Xinzhou, temporarily stayed behind the curtain. Ten days of vacation, friends like clouds; Thousands of miles to meet, friends full of guests. Tengjiao Qifeng, is Meng's scholar Ci Zong; Purple lightning green frost, is the arsenal of General Wang. When the king of the family became the prime minister, the road was famous. What did the boy know? He personally met Sheng Sheng for a farewell dinner. It was September, and the sequence was three autumns. When the water is gone, the cold pool is clear, and the smoke is condensed and the mountains are purple at dusk. Gao Yan drove the horse on the road, visited Chonga, visited the emperor's son's Changzhou, and found the old pavilion of immortals. Layers of green mountains stand high above the clouds; Flying pavilions and flowing cinnabar, there is no ground below. Crane Ting Fu Zhu, the end of the island's lingering; Gui Dian Lan Gong, the body of the mountains and hills. Open the embroidered door, look down at the carving, the mountains and plains are wide and full, and the rivers and lakes are full of horror. The streets and alleys are full of people, and the people are full of food. Boats in the maze, green birds and yellow dragons fly. The clouds disappeared and the rain cleared, and the sky was bright. Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together, autumn water is the same color as the sky. Fishermen sing late, the sound of the poor Pengli shore; Wild goose array frightened cold, the sound cut off Hengyang Pu. The distant lapels are just relaxed, and the mood of leisure flies quickly. When the sound of the wind rises, the breeze rises; When the sound of the wind condenses, the white clouds stop. The green bamboos in the garden of Sui River are like the wine cups in Pengze. The vermilion flowers of Ye River are like the color of Chen Si's pen. The four virtues are complete, and the two difficulties are combined. I look at the sky and enjoy myself in my spare time. The sky is high and the earth is far away, and I feel that the universe is endless. When I feel sad, I feel that there is a limit to the amount of surplus and deficiency. Looking at Chang 'an under the sun, watching Wu Hui in the clouds. The terrain is extremely deep and the South Sea is deep. Tianzhu is high and the North Star is far away. It is difficult to cross the mountains. Who will pity those who have lost their way? Who is the bosom friend of a chance encounter? How many years has it been since Emperor Huai's gatekeeper disappeared? Alas! Luck is not good, life is full of mistakes. It is easy for Feng Tang to be old, but it is difficult for Li Guang to be granted. Qu Jia Yi in Changsha, is not without a wise monarch; When Liang Hong was exiled to Haiqu, was there a lack of time? I rely on a gentleman to see the opportunity, a wise man to know the destiny. Old and vigorous, how can I change my white-haired heart? Poor and more firm, how can we yield to the ambition of Qingyun? Drinking water from a greedy spring is refreshing, and sitting on a dry track is still happy. Although the North Sea is poor, it can be picked up by the wind and rain. The eastern corner has passed away, and it is not too late for mulberry trees and elm trees. Meng once noble and pure, but also have the feeling of serving the country; Ruan Ji was so arrogant that he could not imitate the cry of the dead! Zhou Bo, a three-foot-tall man, is a scholar. There is no way to ask for a reward, just like the old man who died in the army. I have a heart to write, admiring the wind of Zong Que. He gave up his hairpin and board in the palace of a hundred years, and served the morning and evening in the palace of thousands of miles. It is not the treasure tree of Xie family, but the neighbor of Meng family. Other days in the court, he often accompanied the carp to answer questions, but now he holds his sleeves and likes to rely on the dragon gate. Yang's heart was not satisfied, but he felt sorry for himself. Zhong Ziqi died, but he stopped playing."
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