Poetry with "Luo" and "Yan"

Look at Lushan Waterfall

Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke,

Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of Sichuan.

Flying down from 3,000 feet,

It's been nine days since I suspected that the Milky Way had set.

Lu You's Yongmei

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain. Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

Yan:

Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. Meiren Yu

On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. Song of everlasting regret

Don't hate unscrupulous media when you get married. Yan Ruyu is in the book.

Please accept it if you are satisfied, thank you ~ ~