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Author: Yi Minchao: Scholars in Song Dynasty were very busy.
Extra Mid-Autumn Festival, boring Chongyang.
30 thousand in a hundred years, and there are still several courses to take.
Singing ten years of lantern dreams, new rice porridge and perilla soup.
Now let's talk about Shi Pingkang.
Close the battlefield.
Rest gun.
Handan road is broken and there is no dream.
The waves say that today is a must for agriculture. The new wine is ripe and the chrysanthemum is fragrant.
Wei Jia kungfu
Author: Wang Yuanliang Dynasty: Song Dynasty?
There are no cars by the lake, and the road is full of broken ears.
The wind on the door flies like a wild horse, and the pavilion is on fire.
Begonia, peanut, green wolfberry, perilla growing beside carnations.
However, I remember that "xianggong" went out to bask in the sun, and three thousand guards stood in order.
"Yin Fu Ke Sheng Zi Yi and Bao Lian swim together to rhyme Guo Zi"
Author: Feng Shixing Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Haijun is a city, and heaven and earth are countries.
Stumbling hinders height and thickness, but the situation is self-contained.
At the end of the vulgar competition, the lawsuit paper frost leaves fall.
Make a giant broom and sweep away the outline.
I got nothing, I was above the dust.
Mirrors grind dirt in the sky, and eyes scrape film in the sun.
Wild water shines on the staff, and mountain smoke recommends flying.
Friends gesture, happy.
The world is cold, and the autumn wind is ancient in Lan Ruo.
Green grass grazes, perilla turns off the key.
The morning bell is hidden in the town, and the fragrance is scattered.
Bamboo is dense and secluded, and trees leap forward.
Stick to the wall to seal the insects, and the eaves are bright.
The futon leaned against it, and the bowl of tea was soon cooked.
Sex is fragrant and cold, and physical abuse.
Deep into the cave, the maze is sharp and thin.
My heart is full of sweat, and my bosom friends pay all over the mountains.
After pitching for thirty years, the pain was teased.
Poverty tastes better, but the boss is secular.
Think of the chilly spring, don't be an occasional malaria.
Out of the temple, into the bird.
Then bend and stretch your fingers, and your chest will be so big.
One official bears the burden, and five fights do it for him.
Seeing mountains does not harm sincerity, but dust can be cut.
Tired birds compete for trees, and short-term scenery turns to repair pavilions.
First you are not tired, then you are good or evil.
Call me tomorrow, and then cross the crane by the sidewalk.
Perilla
Author: Zhang Fu Dynasty: Song Dynasty
My home is in the south of the Yangtze River, and I am used to being humble and damp.
Premature aging, hard work, cold attack.
Every time I worry about spring and summer, it is difficult to stand on my feet.
There are few poor medicines, and it is not easy to be a Zhi Zhi.
People often eat and drink, but vegetables and shavings should not be ignored.
Shennong played an important role in perilla products.
For Tang Yi Guangting, scheduling should be the same as that of Juzijun.
Fruit is the sweetest, wait for autumn frost.
Make a rotten poppy and add some ginger honey.
Because I know more, I ask for it every time.
Wandering is uncertain, and there is little room for borrowing a house.
When you plant all kinds of arts, you will get sick at the end of the year.
The following is the catalogue of poems of Flowing Dust:
[Li Shangyin] Zhong Hui Peony was defeated by the rain.
[Li Shangyin] Last night
[Li Shangyin] Two Peony Poems of the Clock Will Rain
[Lu You] Visit Taoist Chen in the Spring Festival Evening.
[Lu You] Clouds are dark during the day and heavy at night.
[Lu You] Feel nostalgic for the past
[Lu You] To Chen Lushan
[Lu You] Look in the mirror
[Lu You] Empty hip flask
Lu You is a short song about the happiness of reading when you are old and sick.