Agriculture and happiness are everywhere, and they never leave.
Although the clouds don't meet, they whisper in the post.
Missing and happiness are separated from each other, and feelings are endless.
I don't know you when you listen.
Lianhuan Xie
Flowers are scattered in the stream, and autumn is getting deeper. When I went back in time, I couldn't help feeling late. Because I gave this solution and sent away my worries.
Gordon in Houxi, welcome fireflies and throw curtains around. Wait for the rabbit shadow to turn to the high road, listen to the oblique bell, Siming Street. The sound of clothes rustled and the wind blew the corners of leaves. Early in the morning, the beam shot at the eye, saw jade, powder and tears.
The moss is printed with residual embroidery, and it is recalled that the silver screen holds it, and the autumn is broken. The green belt presses a thousand twists and turns, and the embankment bends around the willow, hating the secluded appointment. After a few days of shock, it was thousands of hectares of red calyx. Ask who knows? Su E is cold-resistant, and the night is like yesterday.
newcomer
A social gathering in Huachao to remember Lu Weng's next life will be staged in each chapter. Wudan's conscription is the saddest, which Le Yan was unprepared for. Baishi seeks rhyme to compose music, and the sound is steep. Cover the cup with tears and lean on this sound.
Warm wind can't understand sadness, strings are cold, and cold water is cold. The ethereal crane returns to the cloud, and the fairy bureau is broken. Shun Shao's hidden ear, reading the legacy ring Xia Zi can remember. It's hard to break the yang, but it's hard to break the Yushu.
My eyes are broken and I mourn in vain, which makes my old friend's life miserable. When the emperor played Tian Juan, he couldn't help feeling depressed. For you, who knows Laura Shan Gui? Holding wine is useless, but Gu Lanchun withers!
Shi zhouman
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At the end of the flower, the song is clear and the side is full of joy. What's the difference between it and the head? Who said I was drunk? It's a pity to brush inkstone. There are grievances in heaven, and I tried to send the music to the palace merchants, and the emperor's strings and bamboos were all traces. Turn to the ring of sorrow and listen to the autumn insects weaving.
Silence! Good mountains come to dream, barren valleys sing, and spring rocks read. Together with Wu Zhuang, I wrote Pale Wall for Lin Lan. Knock on the willow stump, send the old man to the famous field for a long time, and don't pay the flute in the south building when you are free. Shu Hai decoction is full of sadness and memories.
Black night cry
Jade rope hung on the east wall at the beginning, and the flowers fell, and the ink was covered like an autumn fan, feeling the west wind.
Silver and Han turned around, and the stars saw it, but the cold fireflies were exposed in Central China!
Konakayama
Personnel are scattered to 18 years old. Dreams are wide and pillows are hard to decide. The mind of care is to close the mountain. It snows at night, not colder than Xiaoqing.
Life is in danger. The balcony is awkward and ugly. How many geese fly west is sour. Can the idle land be wide on both sides of Cangzhou?
Klang Ganzhou
Listening to the sorrow of the rain, the window will be beaten and the floor will be gloomy and heavy. Gao Ren thunders, plum winds blow, don't sweep the smoke. The river cries into the sea, and the dream is always boundless. Who cares about soup? Step by step.
Wandering north and south for twenty years, Ping asked where his hometown was. Can keep the countryside. Don't plant the plateau when the roots are gnawed away and the mulberries are dried up. It's hard to say. I'm afraid Shen Lu's hatred of Cangzhou has swallowed up. Stare at the sky, stop being crazy, stop rising.
Six poems by You Xia Jingguan were recorded from Jian 'an Ci and Ci Quarterly.
Comment on Ye Gongchuo: What Cheng Jian has learned all his life, he is trying to explore the road; The characters are particularly different. After thirty, they all become outstanding ladies. It's been more than twenty years now! The ci world respects him. After Wang and Zhu, he is not a member of Xijiang Society. ("Kwanzaa Tadashi" IV)