Landscape poems, there are many.
Tang Feng looked at the river, and suddenly a poem flashed in his mind.
So he wrote it down.
The spring river's tide flows into the sea, level with the shore
The bright moon rises with the tide on the sea
The waves glisten, stretching for thousands of miles
Where is the spring river without the bright moon?
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After finishing, the literary energy surged, and Tang Feng put down the pen with satisfaction, heading towards the fourth floor.
Writing a love poem.
Tang Feng came to one of the vacant platforms where a girl was specially waiting.
"Young master, can we start?"
"Yes, grind the ink." Tang Feng thought for a moment, and a poem surfaced in his mind.
Li Yan's classic poem.
In the north, there is a beauty, standing alone in her peerless grace
With one glance, she captivates a city, with another, she topples a nation
Captivating the city and the nation? Such beauty is hard to find again
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