Poems about banana leaves 1. Poems about banana leaves
Even if it rains, it is easy for Bai Juyi to be ready for rain and wind, and chickens crow at dusk.
Bitter bamboo in broken sound cage, cold green banana. Waterbirds stay on the eaves and mud frogs jump into the house.
I still hear the opinions of foreigners, and I want to chase the DPRK tomorrow. Bai Juyi is prone to cry and rest early in the night rain, and the residual light goes out.
Through the window, you know that it rains at night, and bananas speak first. Dai Li Shangyin wants to rest upstairs at dusk, and the jade ladder is like a hook across the moon.
Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze. Rock Han Yu rough rocks, the path is very narrow, when I arrived at the temple, bats at dusk.
When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful. Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.
Make your bed. Although the food is rough, it satisfies my hunger. It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.
At dawn, I left alone, unable to see the way in and out of the fog, and I groped my way up and down. The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are densely surrounded and lush.
The water flows barefoot on the rocks, and the sound of water excites the wind to make clothes. These things themselves can make life happy. You must be embarrassed to be a man.
Why, how can I go back to my hometown when I am old? Every time I come back, I will send a letter to Li Yi, and when I am free, I will send wicker to my heart.
If there is a letter from the photo library, it must be sent to Yangzhou near the postal bridge. In the rain, Du Mu sent the clouds all the way, and the curtain invaded the lamp to send loneliness.
After a sleepless night, there are bananas outside the master's window. Because of the rain, bananas moved to the window.
A little pity, leaving a dream of returning home with clothes on. My dream is far from home, and I feel a corner.
The play is called Cao Shu, and it is about suddenly knocking down pomegranate trees and crossing the river. Ask banana leaves, why bother?
The slight frost blows the palace osmanthus, and the sadness blows the locusts. In Rong Sheng, I feel more sorry for you.
When I was in seclusion, I sent my brother Wei, autumn grass gave birth to the Millennium, and my hometown brothers were homesick. There is nothing to do every day in high school, and there is a poem on the banana leaf.
Finding a house among young people is actually a matter. Cen Can believes everything and has a good memory. Come out for no reason, not hate to be A Lang.
Raindrops are banana red, and frost makes oranges yellow. When a gentleman smiles, wherever there is a foreign land.
Explorers hide behind the fence, outside is a trickle, hibiscus bloom in the sunset. If you want to know the name of the topic, you are afraid that bananas are not resistant to autumn.
In the early summer, Yang Wanli's plums shed acid and splashed their teeth, and the banana was divided into green screens. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
There are endless autumn mountains in Lin Bu and endless Qiu Si. Red leaves flow in the blue stream and white clouds flow in the green forest.
In the shade of a bird, the crystal falls and the cicada scatters. This night, banana rain, who smells the pillow.
Recalling Qin E's breeze in Feng Yansi, it was cloudy and dark at night. Didi, under the window, under the banana lamp.
Unless the soul dreams of the old country, it will not be separated from the mountain. Memories, I can't forget a word on my pillow.
Yang Liuzhi Gu Huan's Thoughts on an Autumn Night is lonely. Let it out.
Luobo musk cigarettes are sold. Candlelight shakes.
I'm remembering the jade waves wandering around, nowhere to be found. I can smell the rain outside the curtain.
Put down the banana. Sauvignon Blanc, Li, a shuttle of jade, and a thin shirt.
This snail is very light. There are many autumn winds, the sound of rain is harmonious, and there are three bananas outside the curtain.
What about the people at night? Ouyang Jiong, the son of Nanxiang, drew a cross bridge. Agger stopped at the radiation line, and there was a bamboo fence outside the hibiscus flower fence. Water tourists visit the sand girl, look back and smile, and point to the banana forest.
Who planted banana trees in front of Li Qingzhao's window? Yin fills the atrium; Yin fills the heart and leaves warm the heart. Sad pillow night rain, a little light rain; A little rain, worried about the loss of northerners, not used to listening! A dried plum plunged Jie Jiang into spring sorrow. The boat on the river swayed and the curtains were drawn upstairs.
Qiuniangdu and Tainiangqiao, the wind is fluttering and the rain is whispering. What is going home to wash guest robes? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.
The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green. Narcissus Xu thinks again, autumn sounds, small banana worries, and dreams for three nights.
Snuff chess game is not finished, sighing Xinfeng left alone. After ten years on the pillow, two old worries in Jiangnan came to mind.
Song Wanyue, a butterfly lover, went to open the curtain only a few feet, and the birds and magpies were shocked and white with sadness. Wan Li's old friend drew closer. Who will be the melody in the south building? Crickets bully sick people in front of lights.
Clear shadows linger, want to sleep? In the corner, the banana is rustling, and Fang Yi covers the window. The information comes from: I hope I can help you and hope to adopt it.
Please write a poem about banana. It should be beautiful.
There are even more poems about bananas. Li Qingzhao wrote in "Adding Words and Picking Mulberries": "Who planted banana trees in front of the window? Yin is full of atria, Yin is full of atria, leaves warm the heart, and books are full of affection "; Li Yu wrote: "There are many autumn winds, and the rain is peaceful. There are three or two bananas outside the curtain, and the night is long. " Jie Jiang wrote: "The streamer is easy to throw people, making cherries red and plantains green"; Li Yi also said: "Never mind wicker, wait for idle books to be full of plantains" ... Poets often associate plantains with rain, for example, Bai Juyi said: "You know the rain through the window, and the plantains sound first"; Du Mu: "Bananas are moved by the rain and planted in front of the window"; Yang Wanli even realized the samadhi where the rain hit the banana: "The banana is more cheerful when it rains, and it is quieter all night. You can learn to touch the paper in a low voice and speak loudly when it falls on the mountain. You can hear it at 3: 05. Bananas in autumn are not quiet. It is better to harvest in the west wind and rest in the rain. " Why do so many poets always associate bananas with rain? I think this is because the leaves of the banana are wide and thick, and the rain hits the banana. Its sound is crisp and rich, and it has a grand feeling. Moreover, the density of rainfall can be distinguished by listening to the sound, and there is a lot of room for imagination. As a host, I often stand under the banana leaf, just watching and thinking quietly, and I feel at ease. As long as the banana leaves are big enough and the rain is loud enough, the poet can hold thirty or fifty words. Crows crow again at dusk. Bitter bamboo breaks the cage, and cool green leaves fall on banana. Waterbirds stay on the eaves and mud frogs jump in the house. I still hear the sight of strangers, and I want to chase the DPRK tomorrow. Bai Juyi cries early when it rains at night, and the residual lamp goes out again. I know that the night rain penetrates the window, and the banana speaks first. I gave Li Shangyin a rest at dusk upstairs, and the jade ladder was like a hook. Banana does not show lilac festival. Among the round gardenia pods and huge banana leaves, on the old wall, the priest said that there were some well-painted Buddha statues. He showed me a lamp and I said they were great. Make the bed, make a spoon and eat rice. Although the food is rough, it satisfies my hunger. At midnight, when I lie there and can't hear even an insect, the mountain moon enters my door with her pure light. At dawn, I leave the mountain, alone, lost my way, going in and out, going up and down, and the fog. There are red streams all over the mountains. When you see pine trees all around, when you step on the rocks barefoot, the sound of water stimulates the wind and makes clothes. Life is so happy, you must be embarrassed to be a man. You are the second and third sons of our party. What if I spend my old age here and never go home again? . Every time I send a letter to Li Yi, I will send my heart to the wicker, and the idle books are full of bananas. If a letter from Xiangguan flows eastward, I will send it to Yangzhou near the postal bridge. In the rain, Du Mu connects the plug, and the curtain invades the lamp to send loneliness. After a sleepless night, there are bananas outside the master's window. I planted them in front of the window because of the rain. I pity the canal and leave a dream of returning home. Dreams are far away. Crossing the ocean, ask the banana leaves, why worry. Slight frost blows the palace laurel, and sadness blows away the pagoda in the courtyard. This is especially true in Rong Sheng. I am ashamed to see you sad alone. When I lived in seclusion and sent my brother Wei's autumn grass to give birth to the Millennium in the courtyard, all the disciples in my hometown benefited from acacia. High school has nothing to do every day, and a person writes poems on banana leaves. Looking for a house in Yang Qilang is a belief of Cen Can, and he will never forget it in his mind for a long time. I came out in a foreign land, with a trickle outside the fence and hibiscus bloom in the sunset. If you want to know the title, you are afraid that bananas can't stand autumn. In early summer, Yang Wanli's plum blossoms were so sour that his teeth splashed, and his plantains were so green that they were covered with screens. After a long sleep, I felt heartless and watched my children catch willow flowers. There are endless autumn mountains in Linbu, and endless white clouds in the Qing Dynasty. Who smells on the pillow? I remember the Feng Yansi breeze in Qin E, the night rain was dim, and the guests were under the banana lamp under the window. Unless the soul dreams of the old country, it is not separated by mountains. I remember I forgot a sentence in front of the pillow. Autumn night in Yang Liuzhi is lonely. I missed all the way. I spent my honeymoon selling cigarettes. Candlelight shakes. I'm remembering Jed. Ouyang Jiong, the son of Nanxiang, painted a bamboo bridge outside the lotus fence. Water tourists go to the beach, turn around and point to the banana forest with a smile. Who planted banana trees in front of Li Qingzhao's window? Yin fills the atrium; The atrium is covered with greenery, and the leaves are warm and lingering. Rain falls on the sad pillow at night, and there are raindrops. A little rain, worried about the loss of northerners, not used to listening! When I cut plum blossoms, Jiang Jie was in a state of spring sorrow, boating on the river and waving on the curtain. Autumn mother crosses Tainiang Bridge, the wind is fluttering and the rain is rustling. Why did you go home to wash the guest robe? The silver word is strong and the heart is fragrant. Time can easily throw people away. The cherry is red and the banana is green. Narcissus Xu Zaisi said that the fallen leaves come back to the roots, and the banana is a bit sad. After three nights' dream, snuff lost his game and left a lonely pavilion in Xinfeng with a sigh. After ten years of pillow, Jiangnan's parents' worries came to mind. A few feet later, when Song Wan Yue went to open the curtain, the birds and magpies were surprised. Crickets bully sick people in front of lights. Why do you want to sleep when wandering around? In the corner, the banana is rustling and the window is covered with fragrance.
3. What are the poems about bananas?
1, there are many autumn winds, the sound of rain is harmonious, and there are three bananas outside the curtain. "Sauvignon Blanc Clouds and Love" by Tang and Li Yu
Interpretation: The wind and rain are mixed, and the bananas outside the window are also in twos and threes. What should people do in this long and lonely night?
2, water tourists sand on the woman, looking back, smiling and pointing to live in the banana forest. Tang, Ouyang Jiong, "Nanxiangzi Painting Ge Stop"
Commentary: Tourists on the water ask the girl where she lives on the beach. (Girl) Turn around and point to the depths of the banana forest with a smile.
3, the streamer is easy to throw people, red cherry, green banana song, Jie Jiang's "Cut a plum boat across the Wujiang River"
Interpretation: Spring is easy and people can't catch up. Only when the cherry turns red and ripe, the banana turns green again.
4, vertical bananas, it is awkward without rain. Song,,,, "Where to synthesize sorrow"
Interpretation: Where is the sadness caused? It is autumn that leaves people's hearts! Although it didn't rain, bananas whizzed in the wind.
5, it rains through the window at night, and the sound of plantains starts first. Rain at Night by Tang and Bai Juyi
Interpretation: Through the window, I knew it was raining outside, because the rain hit the banana leaves and made a sound.
6, deep courtyard lock dusk, bursts of banana rain. Song Ouyang Xiu's Tea Son
Interpretation: The courtyard is deep, locked with loneliness and dusk, and the sound of rain hitting bananas.
7, banana outside the window, a little yellow rain. Wu Fengqi/Butterfly Lovers by Song and Du Anshi
Interpretation: Banana leaves outside the window at dusk, and raindrops.
8, a little banana is raining, slightly cold. Song and Li Zhiyi's "Nanxiangzi Green Water Full of Ponds"
Interpretation: The raindrops dripping from banana leaves are a little cold.
9. In the season of returning, it is red, fragrant and cold, and the banana is on the moon. Song, Manchu and Tianmen
Interpretation: The moon shadow will not come tonight, and the autumn rain will come. This is the last time to listen to bananas in a year.
10, a night of banana rain. Song, "Bodhisattva Man Farewell to Life"
Interpretation: It rained all night, and the raindrops hit the banana leaves and made a sound.
1 1, the banana drops rain in front of the window. Song, "Beauty Banana Rain Window"
Commentary: In front of the window, raindrops drop on banana leaves.
12, the sound of banana lining rain in autumn. Song and He Zhu's "The Autumn Sound of Bodhisattva Man and Banana Facing the Rain"
Interpretation: Rain drops on banana leaves, and banana leaves tremble with the rain, which is a signal that autumn is coming.
13, there are plantains outside the screen window. Song and Chao's Huanxisha
Interpretation: There are banana trees outside the jade screen window.
14, rain in dream of banana. Song Ge's "crimson lips, cold fasting in autumn night"
Interpretation: chasing raindrops on banana leaves in my dream.
15, the light from the banana window outside the window. Song Yong's The Voice of Sauvignon Blanc
Interpretation: Banana leaves are outside the window and lights are inside the window.
4. Poems about bananas
banana
Year: Ming Author: Gao Qi
Walking quietly in the shade, listening to the rain. There are autumn poems, and the leaves at the window are broken.
Two Poems by Fu Bajiao and Chen Changqing
Year: Song Author: Wang Yang
Fall and cherish yourself, stretching as new. Shake up the wind, shake up the window, spread out the moon, rain and wake up the dream.
Lizi Dan was accompanied by the sacrifice of beans, and the lilac knot was covered with dust. No color strives for beauty, and the origin of wildness does not blame spring.
banana
Time: Song Author: Once upon a time
These leaves are cool. They are green and fragrant. However, I am afraid that the essence is brittle and I can't stand the cold of that year.
banana
Year: Song Author: Hu Zhonggong
For love, banana leaves are thick, and when planted, bamboo is used to attract the breeze. I'm afraid of listening to the rain recently.
Unexpanded banana
Year: Tang author:
The cold candle is smokeless and the green wax is dry, and the heart is still afraid of spring cold. Things hidden in the gobbledygook will be secretly opened by the east wind.
banana
Year: Tang Author: Lu Deyan
A spiritual difference, born with physical weakness. Leaves like oblique paper, heart like a book.
Banana ode
Year: Song Author: Di Zundu
Before planting banana with low eaves, there was rain in the double bushes. Seek the heart among the leaves, and see the intestine in a day.
A few inches red on my chest, I will not hesitate to spit for you. The heart is empty and the feelings are bitter.
It's not that it doesn't fade, it's not soft enough.
banana
Year: Song Author:
Bananas are not planted, and South Guangdong strives for victory. Strong green room, comfortable flowers and red fireworks.
Elephant's hooves are big, and wooden barrels are particularly good. Travel brings sorrow, and it rains at night in the autumn window.
banana
Year: Song Author: Lin Xian
My favorite banana is smooth but hollow. Zen room is full of spiritual roots, quite like a person's purity.
Banana ode
Year: Song Author: Shu Yuexiang
Empty and bright, dry lotus roots are thousands of silk, and cold springs are full of veins. Green candles are afraid of burning themselves first, and green candles will be cut if they want to give money.
I'm sorry that the rain knocks on the tent at night, lest the autumn wind crack and fan. The shadow moves under the moon, but I suspect that Cuifeng came down from Yaotai.
5. Poems about plantains.
1, three or two nests of bananas outside the curtain
the Tang Dynasty
Yu Li
Sauvignon blanc cloud one love
Laughter refers to living in a banana forest.
the Tang Dynasty
Ouyang Jiong
Nanxiangzi painted ge and stopped radial.
3. Green bananas
Song dynasty; surname
Jie Jiang
Cut a plum blossom boat and cross the Wujiang River
4, vertical bananas are uncomfortable without rain.
Song dynasty; surname
Wu Wenying
"Tang Duoling, where do you synthesize sadness?"
5. Banana sounds first
the Tang Dynasty
Bai Juyi
It rains at night
6, bursts of banana rain
Song dynasty; surname
Ouyang Xiu
"Original check"
7.bananas outside the window
Song dynasty; surname
Duanshi
Wu Fengqi/Liang Zhu
8, a little banana to drain the rain
Song dynasty; surname
Li Chi Ngai
Nan Xiang zi LV shui man Tang
9. Banana Shadow on the Moon
Song dynasty; surname
Xu Shu
Man Fang Ting He Man Tianmen
10, banana rain all night
Song dynasty; surname
Xu Shu
"Bodhisattva, take a rest before you die."
1 1, bananas are gradually spreading in the mountains.
Song dynasty; surname
Huang tingjian
Walking on the Shahe River, peach blossoms bloom in the water.
12, autumn sound of banana rain e69da5e6ba9032313335323635438+03431343130323/kloc-0.
Song dynasty; surname
He Zhu
Bodhisattva Xia, plantains greet the rain and autumn sounds.
13, there are plantains outside the screen window.
Song dynasty; surname
Chao Bu Zhi
Huanxisha
14, dream of banana Rain
Song dynasty; surname
General Zhong Sheng
Pale crimson lips, cold fasting in autumn night.
15, the light of banana window outside the window
Song dynasty; surname
forever
Sauvignon blanc
16, atrium skylight banana roll
Song dynasty; surname
Chen Ke
Bodhisattva Man, Moss Wai Wuhu Wall Courtyard
17, banana cages are made of bricks.
Song dynasty; surname
Chen Ke
Bodhisattva under the silent cherry in under the greenwood tree
18, a few banana leaves
Song dynasty; surname
Yang wuxia
Liu Zao Qing rainstorm makes the weather cool.
19, banana drops rain in front of the window
Song dynasty; surname
redstone
The rain was dripping by the girl's banana at the window.
20, banana life experience
Song dynasty; surname
redstone
Man Fang Ting Butterfly Dream Soul
2 1, the relentless wind swept the banana circle.
Song dynasty; surname
Zhao Changqing
Water and ruthless wind sweep the banana ring.
22. Banana leaves
Song dynasty; surname
Xin Qiji
Stepping on the beach, day lilies are in the same order.
23. Fear of approaching bananas
Song dynasty; surname
Cheng Gai
Bodhisattva Taoist, shallow cold zone under the smoke.
24. Sit down and watch the banana exhibition
Song dynasty; surname
Songzidao
Shan Yu ChuQing, blushing lips.
6. What are the poems with "bananas"?
1. Banana-Takasaki
Walking quietly in the shade, listening to the rain.
There are autumn poems, and the leaves at the window are broken.
2. Sudong Palace-Forest Department
Akiyama is endless, and Qiu Si is endless.
Red leaves flow in the blue stream and white clouds flow in the green forest.
A bird landed in the shade and the sun set.
This night, banana rain, who smells the pillow.
3. Take a secluded nap in early summer (1)-Yang Wanli
Plums taste very sour, and after eating, the residual acid is still between the teeth; The banana is growing, and the green is against the screen.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
4. Two stories about things-Wang Zao
In summer, swallows will whisper, and the green locust garden will not be overcast.
No one saw the rain in the west window, and the banana was just a few feet away.
Double herons can turn over the snow and look out from the ground.
A hundred hectares of wind and smoke hooked the curtain, lying in Qingyun to watch the rain.
5. Banana-Song Qi
Escape from the depths of wax and make mistakes in spring.
The rain barrier only covers one side, and the wind is half-flagged.
The reason of brittle crack is oblique gauge fan cutting.
There is no strong metaphor in the floating world, and Jin Suxin is versatile.
7. The more banana poems, the better.
plantain
Gao qi
Walking quietly in the shade, listening to the rain.
There are autumn poems, and the leaves at the window are broken.
plantain
Gao qi
Walking quietly in the shade, listening to the rain.
There are autumn poems, and the leaves at the window are broken.
mountain-stones
Han Yu
The towering and steep rocks, narrow mountain roads like sheep intestines, and the dusk when bats are flying come to this temple.
When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful.
Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.
Make my bed and prepare rice soup. The food is rough, but it is enough to fill my stomach.
It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.
At dawn, I left alone, unable to see the way in and out of the fog, and I groped my way up and down.
The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are densely surrounded and lush.
The water flows barefoot on the rocks, and the sound of water excites the wind to make clothes.
These things themselves can make life happy. You must be embarrassed to be a man.
Oh, the selected students are far behind me in my own country. What if I spend my old age here and never go home again? !
The beautiful scenery in the disease quite hindered Lu's pursuit of travel, because hope
pi rixiu
Lying in bed all day doing nothing, I only regard the truth as comfort and loneliness.
There is no need to collect barley in the south, but it is actually a banana at the end of the century.
Merlot should be difficult to break before taking medicine, and the incense on the pillow is not easy to sell.
It depends on how many days you have been ill. The plum blossoms are gone and the rain flower is beautiful.
I am arrogant, and my beauty is incomparable. Bowen hasn't appeared for weeks, but he has been famous for six or seven years.
When I was four, I knew my name, but I didn't care about pears. Making friends is quite a peek, which is called the Dan point.
The former dynasty is still beautiful, and the cargo flow comes first. Otherwise, Xianzi is not like a crane bone.
Andrew said that? I want to comfort the decadent quality. Young Yan Yue, friends play muddy nephews.
Around the hall and through the forest, boiling like a golden tripod. There are elders coming at the door. Please go out first.
Ask what you need before the guests, but don't spit out the meaning. Come back and learn from the guests, and you will lose.
Or tease Zhang, or laugh at Wargo. The eagle has hair and the horse has breath.
Cut it green and ride away suddenly. Suddenly he went back to school, joined the army and called the stork with his voice.
Next to the gauze lamp, worship the Buddha at night. Lift the cobweb and lower your head to drink nectar.
If you want to fight for butterflies, don't thank catkin disease. Liu Jia lost a lot when I met my sister on the steps.
Condense incense, remove gold, and bow down. Holding more than one side is furious.
Bow your head and draw the window net, spit and polish the piano paint. Sometimes when you read a book, you will stand still.
The ancient brocade seeks to be cut, and the jade shaft also desires. Please tell me that spring wins, and spring wins Yichun Day.
Banana oblique roll notes, the heart is lower than the pen. I used to study and write hard.
Forty thirsty, not afraid of fleas and lice. Be careful not to learn from grandpa, but to learn from A and B.
Sima Fa, Sean and carnation. Being the emperor's teacher is more subtle.
In the west and north, Qiang Rong is crazy. If you can't forgive these two people, you will be raised as a chronic disease.
Children should grow up quickly, and teenagers should explore the secluded spots in the tiger's den. When you are Wan Huhou, don't be a coward!
Sudong xiaogong
Limbu
Akiyama is endless, and Qiu Si is endless.
Red leaves flow in the blue stream and white clouds flow in the green forest.
A bird landed in the shade and the sun set.
This night, banana rain, who smells the pillow.
Take a nap in seclusion in early summer (1)
Yang Wanli
Plums taste very sour, and after eating, the residual acid is still between the teeth; The banana is growing, and the green is against the screen.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
Get up in early summer
Yang Wanli
Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve.
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
Two songs about recent events
Wangzao
In summer, swallows will whisper, and the green locust garden will not be overcast.
No one saw the rain in the west window, and the banana was just a few feet away.
Double herons can turn over the snow and look out from the ground.
A hundred hectares of wind and smoke hooked the curtain, lying in Qingyun to watch the rain.
plantain
Song qi
Escape from the depths of wax and make mistakes in spring.
The rain barrier only covers one side, and the wind is half-flagged.
The reason of brittle crack is oblique gauge fan cutting.
There is no strong metaphor in the floating world, and Jin Suxin is versatile.