Worry and fatigue can rejuvenate the country, and leisure can die.
The ancients were not skin-friendly and thin? Although skinny; There is nothing in the world to scoff at, cities are fat.
It is easy to say what you want to say, but it is irritating to say what you want to say.
I envy my children for taking the right path when they are young, and Fusang is on the rise.
Young people should work hard in time, but the boss is disgusting.
Sauvignon Blanc is full of apples and willows around the embankment, watching pedestrians go west and return to the long moon and low moon. It's raining, the wind is bleak, listening to Ma Si by leaning on Zhumen, and the cold gulls fly relatively. -Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
Walking on the beach, waiting for the plum blossoms to bloom, the willows on the stream bridge are thin and the grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water. An inch of soft tears powder, the building is not close to the dangerous fence. There are spring mountains everywhere, and pedestrians are even outside them.
It's raining in Guangleichi outside Linjiang Xianchi, and the sound of rain drops, breaking the lotus. The west corner of the small building is broken and bright, lazy and listless, waiting for the moonlight to grow. Swallows come to peek at the painted building, the jade hook hangs the curtain, the cold wave does not move, the pattern is flat, and the water is fine and the pillow is horizontal.
I don't know how far you are after bidding farewell to the spring in Lou Yu. It's bleak and a little boring. When I drift away, there are no books. Excuse me, where do the water and fish sink? In the middle of the night, the wind blows bamboo and knocks autumn rhyme, and the leaves are full of hate. So, I look for it in a single pillow, and the dream is not light but embers.
Who abandoned leisure for a long time? Every spring comes, melancholy remains. I often get sick, spend time before and after drinking every day, but I don't care if my face is thin in the mirror. The sunset glow shines on the West Lake, the flower dock is flat, and there is no boat on the wild shore. The southwest moon is far away, the porch is cool, the lotus is in Qing Xiang, and the wind wakes up on the water.
Disasters often add up, but wisdom and courage are trapped in drowning. (Introduction to Song Ouyang Xiu and Lingguan)-Quoted from Ouyang Xiu
Langtaosha drank wine to the east wind, and * * * took his time and fell to Luoyang, Luocheng. At that time, he always walked hand in hand through the fragrant bushes. It's a pity that this year's flowers are better than last year's, but next year's flowers will be better. We know who we are with.
When Ruan Lang returned to the South Garden for an outing in mid-spring, he got wind that green plums were like peas and willows and eyebrows, butterflies were flying all day, flowers were heavy and dew was light, smoke was low, people hung curtains, and they were restless, drawing beams and taking a break.
The rain fell on the light thunder pool outside the willow, and the sound of the rain dripped, breaking the sound of the lotus. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building. We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook. The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. There is a crystal pillow at the head of the bed, and her hair hangs down from her hair and is placed on the pillow.
People in the upper reaches of the sand embankment around the stream are painting boats one by one, flapping the embankment with the spring water vertical to the sky, and the green Yang Lou is swinging. A gentleman with white hair wears flowers and doesn't smile, and six horses blow lights and preach frequently. What was life like before?
Ten years ago, I was a distinguished guest, and the moon was white and clear. Worry fades, and time flies when you get old. Although the temple changed its mind, it is better to wear gold as much as possible. Old songs are ugly, just like the sound of drunkenness. -Quoted from Ouyang Xiu
Draw a boat carrying wine in the West Lake, control the string, urge the jade lamp to pass, and stabilize the waves to make people sleep. The clouds are under the boat, the water is fresh and the asphalt is lingering. I suspect there will be another day in the lake.
The ancients did not like horses, and thin horses were thin and strange; There is nothing in the world to scoff at, cities are fat.
If you have a coke, you must strive for self-improvement in time.
It is natural that fatigue can rejuvenate the country and leisure can die.
Concentric and economical, consistent. -Ouyang Xiu's famous saying
Gentlemen and gentlemen take Tao as their friends, and villains and villains take fun as their friends.
Goose feathers are given thousands of miles, and people are important; Although there are hundreds of duck feet, they are sincere and precious.
The foundation is to study first, and learning is based on reading.
Don't ask for good sentences, just ask for kindness.
Farewell is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water. -Ouyang Xiu's famous saying
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
I was going to say the date of return before I respected you, but I didn't say anything about spring.
Homecoming is like Liaodong crane, the people of the whole city. They're all new. Who knows the old owner?
Last year, the green temples were white this year, and I didn't feel the decline. -Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
Love the West Lake all your life. Come and hug Zhu Lun. Rich and floating clouds. The pitching time is twenty spring.
After painting the building, the clock stopped singing and there was no trace of the past. Get together and leave in a hurry. Have fun with some guests today.
Time flies when people are old.
Old songs are terrible. It's like being drunk in the past.
East of the Yangtze River. The Yangtze River. Yuanyang flies on both sides of the strait. When shall we meet? -Ouyang Xiu's famous saying
Flowers like Iraq. Liu Siyi. Flowers and willows leave young people. Bow your head and cry.
Suddenly, old things came to my mind, and I was silent and frowning.
Cherish Fang Shi. Don't wait until there are no flowers to break branches.
Think about the past. It is necessary to compare the world with dreams.
Flowers are speechless and lovesick. When the moon rises-Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
I hope I can't believe it. There is an argument in the audio book.
You don't have to blow or complain. The absence of intestine is relatively new.
The meaning of drunkenness is not wine, but also between mountains and rivers.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. (Song Ouyang Xiu died in Hua Lian)
Worry and fatigue can rejuvenate the country, and leisure can die. (Brief Introduction of Ouyang Xiu Lingguan in Song Dynasty) —— Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
A bottle of wine on the lake is far away, but thousands of people are remembered. Ouyang Xiu
You can tell who he is by what he likes.
Who cares about the recent love affair and abandoning it for a long time? Every spring comes, melancholy remains. I often get sick and drink before I finish spending every day, but I don't care if my face is thin in the mirror. Willow is on the bank of Kate by the river. In order to ask new worries, why are there independent bridges full of sleeves every year, and Linping Crescent people return to their hometown?
Butterfly lovers's yard is a bit deep, with willow trees piled with smoke and few curtains. Yule carves a saddle and swims, but you can't see Zhangtai Road from the height of the building. March is stormy, the door is closed at dusk, and I don't plan to stay in spring. Tears asked the flowers for silence, and red flew over the swing.
Where did the clouds fly for a few days and forget to come back? I didn't know that spring would be dusk. A hundred flowers are a cold food road, whose tree is the car tied to? When Shuang Yan comes, whether meeting a stranger will arouse catkin-like spring worries, and there is nowhere to look in the dream. -Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
Yujia, before the Spring Cup, I was going to say the return date, but it's hard to say that spring will make you swallow it first. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Don't renovate without a song. A song can teach you how to tie the knot. You must see all the flowers in Luoyang. It's easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze.
In spring, the youth is tired and the blue sky is far away. Wan Li, thousands of miles away, in February and March, people are sad. On Xiejiachi, on the riverside of Jiangyan, they sang and left their souls, just like rain and dusk, and they remembered the prince and grandson more particularly.
Butterfly flowers are spinning in the wind, the willow smoke is deep, and the snow is flying back and forth. After the rain, the light cold still exists, and the spring wine becomes melancholy. Pingshan on the pillow, surrounded by blue waves, green lanterns hanging, the night sky facing each other. When you are lonely, you are embroidering, and the moon shines on pears.
The canoe picks mulberry seeds, which is good for the West Lake. Green water winds, grass grows and warblers fly, and music is everywhere. There is no wind, the water is smooth and slippery, and the ship moves slightly, making the sand birds fly ashore.
It is good to pick mulberry seeds over the West Lake in the spring rain. Flowers are blooming, butterflies are buzzing, and flowers are warm in sunny days. Lan radial painting graceful walk, suspected to be a fairy, reflecting the waves, wide water, high wind and high orchestra. -Ouyang Xiu's famous saying
Pick mulberry seeds and draw boats to carry wine. The West Lake is good. The string is controlled urgently, and the jade lamp urges the transmission, and the waves are steady and smooth. Clouds are sailing under the boat, and the empty water surface is clear and fresh, which makes people doubt that there will be another day in the lake.
After picking mulberry seeds, the West Lake is fine, wolves are still red, birds are misty and weeping willows are withered. Tourists go away, feel the spring sky, hang down the curtains and return to the drizzle.
Who can pick mulberry seeds to enjoy the West Lake? There is no shortage of beautiful scenery, chasing each other over the cover, and getting drunk among flowers. Who knows that at leisure, the grass is shining and the water is far away, and a small Cangzhou egret flies.
I wish the lotus flowers had finished picking the West Lake. As soon as the wine is served, there is no need for a standard, and the green cover of the red chamber will follow. The original painting will go deep into the flowers, with golden fragrance and misty rain.
During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is already a good time to pick mulberry seeds, and it is bustling. Who is fighting on the road? The green willow wheel pulls the cart. Tourists must go at dusk, drunk and noisy, and the road turns to the embankment until the city head is always full of flowers. -Quoted from Ouyang Xiu
When picking mulberry seeds, the sky is beautiful, the water is beautiful, the clouds are fresh, seagulls and herons are sleeping leisurely. You should get used to listening to the orchestra. The wind is clear and the moon is white, suitable for night. Whoever envies Luan is a fairy on board.
Pick mulberry seeds and love the West Lake all your life. He has come to hug Zhu Lun, rich and floating clouds, and has flown in the spring of 20 years. He came back like a crane in Liaodong, and the whole city was new. Who knows the old master?
The sunset glow of picking mulberry leaves shines on the West Lake. The flower pier is beautiful, with ten hectares of flat land and no boats on the barren shore. Clouds float in the southwest of the moon, the porch is cool, the lotus is in Qing Xiang, and the wind on the water sobers up.
Nan Gezi, wearing a golden mud ribbon and a jade palm comb with a dragon pattern, went to the window and smiled and supported each other, loving to draw thrush deeply. He spent a long time writing, drawing flowers and trying his hand, which hindered the embroidery skill and asked Yuanyang how to make a book.
Lin Jiangxian remembers the first song that Jin Luan sang together, the spring breeze makes the country rich and the people strong. Now, he is a poor official and an old man who has lost Qujiang flowers for ten years. It is said that Lang Mountain leads to Yuen Long, and the building is very high, but there is no family in sight. Lonely city is idle and cold, it is difficult to leave sorrow, and mangroves are far away. -Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
Plum powder in the sky, willow dragging gold, old garden fragrance. It is sunny and cloudy when planting flowers, and sad when it is good. There are countless flowers, but it is very sad when it is good. Wear flowers and wish the east wind bring wine. Don't worry.
Sauvignon Blanc is like a flower and a willow. Hualiu teenager is leaving, bowing his head and crying. The Yangtze River flows eastward and grows in Jiangxi, and mandarin ducks fly on both sides. When will they meet?
In the morning, I rolled the frosted curtains and tried plum blossom makeup, all because of my hatred. So, it's far away. Think about the past and think about the future, cherish the fragrance, and it is easy to hurt. It is heartbreaking to draw a song first and then laugh at it.
Nowadays, the waves of sand swim in the north pool, the canoe is full and the wicker is soft, so that spring comes and spring goes, and the head is white. A good prostitute has a good voice and is drunk. I advise you to drink enough, even if Huahua is often sick and drunk, it is still romantic.
The fisherman's proud lotus leaf shines on the water, and the boat supports the bottom of the flower. It rained rustling last night, and I was so worried that I couldn't sleep. When I came, I felt that the west wind was rising again. Rain shakes litmus, and acacia branches are fragrant. Lotus seed has been in the same class as others, unintentionally, suffering in the center every year. -Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
Get rid of the word magnolia and leave her arms. If there is love in the sky, it will be old. How about this idea? As thin as light silk, as thin as waves. The shore of the ship. Maple leaves and flowers in autumn. Think about the past. It is necessary to compare the world with dreams.
Last January night, the flower market was brightly lit. At the end of the month, it is about dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. See last year, tears Man Chun shirt sleeve.
When will Ruanlang return to Liulang? Unintentional cloud wins Evian and still flies along the mountain, and Lang Xing does not return. Strong and even painting, but also elegant. Spring is deep and light. Flowers are speechless, and the moon is in the sky.
The curtain of butterfly lovers is cold in the east wind, the plum blossoms in the snow, and spring comes first. The red wax branch is small in Shuang Yan, and the golden knife cuts the ribbon slender. Warm seaweed in a golden stove. You can't help worrying when the wine enters the cross wave. Embroidery is a good sleep in spring. Luo Wei can't feel the screen window.
The face of recent flowers is spinning and the wind is rippling. The willow is heavy with smoke and the snow is flying. The cold is still there after the rain, and the spring wine becomes melancholy. The pillow side is Pingshan, surrounded by blue waves, with Chinese lanterns in the green, and the night sky is opposite. Lonely embroidery, moon plowing flowers. -Quoted from Ouyang Xiu
Recently, the curtain of love flowers is light. The bilingual swallow wakes up in the afternoon and Liu is ready to move. A spring without a heart, Hong Ying falls into a moss courtyard. Hundreds of feet of Zhu Lou are idle, and thick clouds cover people's faces. Strong management does not need to blow other grievances, and it is fresher to break the intestines.
Recently, it's sunny to love flowers in Wan Li, and misty rain is coming. Small sill by the window, small residual flower pendant. Liang Yan's words made him sleepy, and the screen was half covered with a fragrant quilt. The scenery of the new wind is like the old wind, gradually handing over. Even if there is a sense of distance, it is difficult to write and send.
Butterfly Love Flower Gallery is late in spring, swallows fly in pairs, the willow trees are dark and the peach blossoms are shallow. The yard is full of Mao Mao rain and strong wind, and no one sees it. Lonely and distracted, lush, I still remember the south bank of the Yangtze River. Romantic heartless people secretly change, and the old tour is like a dream.
A fisherman's pride last year, the spring rain destroyed the red flying tree. The heart stays in spring, and the spring scenery is ruthless and easy to go. High-rise buildings worry about wine alone and ask where spring will return. I don't know the sound of dusk clouds, but Qingyang grass road.
Flowers in the rain will make singing bitter. Send all the pedestrians away, spend the Spring Festival Gala, and go to Dong Jun. Drunk by falling flowers blowing warm floc, how much around the embankment incense tree. And hand in hand to stay, its moments of beauty, for acacia. -Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
In spring, Yinger sings green trees early, but the residual red outside the threshold has not been swept. Dewdrops are covered with grass and curtains are clear. The house swayed quietly and clearly. Swallow butterfly is frivolous, wicker is sultry, how much is Chun Qing.
Qingping Le Xiaoting Chun Lao, Biqi Red Hemerocallis. The small aperture of long memory lingers around, holding hands with a smiling green shrub. Don't come and hear nothing, we can guess before the old period. The door covers the sun and is quiet, and the flowers are covered with moss.
Nanxiangzi sunset after the rain, sunny, fragrant. The wind will calm the waves and the flowers will pour water. Don't hide. Make up a faint half face. Opposite Qiu Jiang Road, lotus seeds are deeply hidden in the green house. The original intention is that Lianxin is unforgettable. I don't remember if I was in tears.
Last autumn night, we played together in this park. I smell the flowers, I am angry with the smoke, and I am drunk with the west wind. This year, I focused on the fragrant cluster, chasing after it, and it was empty. Knocked all over, I was speechless and full of melancholy.
Facing the clear sky, the color of the mountain depends on the railing of Zhongcuo Pingshan. Plant willows in front of the hall by yourself, so don't have a few degrees of spring breeze. The article is so defensive that it can cost thousands of words. Be sure to drink for thousands of minutes, be sure to eat, drink, and be merry while you are young, and then drink when you are tired. -Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
When Momo falls, it is fragrant and red, and the curtain cage is full of flowers. Looking at flowers becomes sad, sad and spring breeze. The window is at the bottom of the plane tree leaves, which makes it more dark and rainy. How can a person sleep when he is absorbed in the pillow?
The sacred bead curtain is rolled, and the cloud is sad. The weeping willows lock the brothel, the misty rain is picturesque, and the breeze blows on the face. Fragrant fragrance breaks Jinping's new parting, and people are free in early autumn. How many old romances and new hatreds, books and dreams.
There is no place for an inch of acacia in a sweet bag, like a night. Before and after snuff, the weather became colder and colder, and there were several autumn rains on tung leaves. The whole heart is unbearable, it is the mood of teenagers. And * * *, made friends, spring cocoon lingering, but did not learn, cymbals move the column.
Touching the fish roll embroidered curtain and the phoenix tree autumn courtyard, the rain and dew suddenly add new green. Koikegami's makeup has faded, and the water lines are like ripples in the evening. Looking far away, I hate being silent, and it is difficult to leave a phoenix pillow alone. It's not enough to lean against the railing. Look at the wind curtain brushed by swallows and the grass exposed by butterflies. It's a pity that my eyebrows are pushing, but the years are gentle, and the west wind is beginning to make chrysanthemums. In fact, the Yi family is young, and it is difficult to restrain family ties. More importantly, enjoy the cool and chase yangqu. The ceremony is over, but if you don't talk about coming back, forget it. Go to Yunping and wish you good luck.
Walking slowly on the beach, walking alone in a lonely boat, leaning against danger and breaking your eyes. I finally made a sunset rain, but it was gone. Cool leaves are messy, the new moon shines, and the waves are shallow. Tonight, it is hard to get rid of boredom and separation. Strong to the pillow, lamp residue water leakage, acacia eyes. I clearly dreamed that I was like a flower. According to the former, the old hospital. New moon photo, curtain hanging, bead curtain rolling. Gradually dawn, pulse condition is Jue Yuan to the horizon. -Ouyang Xiu's famous saying
Gentlemen and gentlemen are friends of the same people, and villains and villains are friends of interests.
On the lake, Zhu Qiao circled a circle, dissolving the spring water and infiltrating the spring clouds, leaving Liuli Bi smooth and dust-free. The road is full of drunkards, birds call pedestrians every other day, and the sun rejuvenates.
Wuling wheat is autumn, and Gigi Lai is Zaodan. Purple yarn wrinkle, with crystal pills. It's a pity that God let it live far away, not near Chang 'an. Recalling the past, the imperial concubine especially loves litchi. Once Xiangma, it was still the world of mortals. Litchi was sent by messengers without mounts. In my eyes, it was lush and a Mount Li.
The west lake is full of smoke and waves, and the wind is full of spring. After the dance, the skirt hung green and the wine blushed. The glass is too deep and feels slippery, so it's greedy to see six flowers and eighteen flowers. In the Ming dynasty, horses and chariots went from west to east, and painting bridges was romantic and melancholy.
Before opening the bottle, I plan to talk about the return date, and I want to talk about spring first. Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles at first. -Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
Luoyang is in the Fangfei Festival, with beautiful and fragrant hair. The gossamer is deliberately bitter, and the weeping willows fight for no reason. The apricot blossoms are red and the green hills are scarce, and the pedestrians on the hillside rest under the mountain. Who wants to walk with you tonight, only the lonely moon.
Yue Nv, autumn waters gather lotus. The narrow sleeves are light, revealing double gold cymbals. Take a picture and pick flowers like noodles. Only * * * silk confusion in my heart. ? It's getting late at the beach. Show off the heavy smoke, see no companions. The faint song spread to the distance. Sorrow leads to Jiang Nanan.
At the bottom of the flower, I suddenly heard two paddles and my companion came to visit. The wine lamp rotates the lotus leaf. The lotus boat swings, and red waves are generated from time to time in the lamp. Flowers and wine are fragrant, and my cheeks are red. Drunk and sleeping in the shade, I began to look up and put my bow on the beach.
Shy whole Cui Huan, proud frequency care for each other. Yan zhen thirteen strings, a spring warbler. Jiao Yun is easy to fly, but where is the dream? The deep courtyard is locked at dusk, and there are bursts of banana rain.
Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River, a pair of slanting sun. He looks like he lang is full of powder, but inside he is like Han shou, who loves to steal incense, is talented and frivolous. After a light rain, thin wings are tired of smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard before flying over the east wall, because I was busy planting flowers. -Quoted from Ouyang Xiu
Pingshan Lanshan leans against the clear sky, and there are both mountains and mountains. There are willows planted in front of the hall, so there are several spring breeze. My favorite article is written by the governor. It is a long text. Let's have a drink. Eat, drink and be merry, young and frivolous, looking forward to decline.
After the crowd, the West Lake was in a mess. It's foggy. The weeping willows withered and the sun blew. When all the tourists are gone, they feel that spring is empty. Put down the curtain and close it. Shuang Yan is back in the drizzle.
How many times a year do you have spring sex? It's two thirds early now.
It's easy to say that you like it, but annoying it.
The cultivation of a gentleman is both physical and external. -Quoted from Ouyang Xiu
If you don't cultivate your body, you are a gentleman and a villain.
This is the happiest day in the world. I have been writing a book all day.
Worry and fatigue can lead to prosperity, and leisure and leisure can die.
Genius is the person who starts great undertakings, while diligence is the person who completes great undertakings. The encouragement period is not limited, and the return is more.
Yu Yisheng's articles are mostly in three aspects: immediately, on the pillow and on the toilet. -Ouyang Xiu's famous sentence
Think about the past and cherish the lingering fragrance. It's easy to get hurt.
Concentric and economical, consistent.
Gentlemen and gentlemen take Tao as their friends, and villains and villains take fun as their friends.
Gentlemen and gentlemen take the same way as friends; Villains and villains are like-minded friends.
Gentlemen and gentlemen take the same way as friends; Villains and villains are like-minded friends. -Ouyang Xiu's famous saying