The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the streams are far away. A cold makes you dizzy at night. Take a leisurely walk, the flowers are getting less and less, the door is painted with cinnabar, and the warbler is still tender. Regret is hasty, but it is clear that it has become the secret hatred of occupying Yu Fang. It's been gloomy these days, and I'm even sleepy at night. Get up, young. Complaining about the loss of eyebrows. I felt it at first sight, and I could see it was very close. Deep realm is nothing more than self-commitment. If you are tired of meaning, you will be ashamed of the world. Contend for knowledge, dream of Penglai, forget the lingering fragrance, and send a message. Even if the flowers bloom, the east wind will not stop, and then my eyes will be depressed. -Xia Yunfeng of Zhongshu in Song Dynasty is broad and lofty.
The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the streams are far away. A cold makes you dizzy at night. Take a leisurely walk, the flowers are getting less and less, the door is painted with cinnabar, and the warbler is still tender. Regret is hasty, but it is clear that it has become the secret hatred of occupying Yu Fang. It's been gloomy these days, and I'm even sleepy at night. Get up, young. Complaining about the loss of eyebrows. I felt it at first sight, and I could see it was very close. Deep realm is nothing more than self-commitment. If you are tired of meaning, you will be ashamed of the world. Contend for knowledge, dream of Penglai, forget the lingering fragrance, and send a message. Even if the flowers bloom, the east wind will not stop, and then my eyes will be depressed. In the evening, cool colour scattered into the four eaves. Platanus acerifolia cold, blue to sparse curtains. All little flowers are not candles. Yao Weng heaps spring here, where is the dream? Incense warm clothes in a smoking cage. -Song Maogu's "Huanxisha" Huanxisha
In the evening, cool colour scattered into the four eaves. Platanus acerifolia cold, blue to sparse curtains. All little flowers are not candles.
Yao Weng heaps spring here, where is the dream? Incense warm clothes in a smoking cage. The wind blows to the east neighbor. Decorate branches and spin dust. It is invisible to lock swallows in their nests in Lou Yu. Peach and plum ruin spring. Up to now. Emerald gives birth to children. The waist is like an official, Tingting. Sleepy, dry, stretch. -Song Chen Shidao's "Nanxiangzi Feng Xu Falling into the East Neighborhood" Nanxiangzi Feng Xu Falling into the East Neighborhood
The wind blows to the east neighbor. Decorate branches and spin dust. It is invisible to lock swallows in their nests in Lou Yu. Peach and plum ruin spring. Up to now. Emerald gives birth to children. The waist is like an official, Tingting. Sleepy, dry, stretch.