Shan Ye's feelings
Apricot fat in the front yard and old camellia in the back yard. The shepherd boy listens to the spring warbler early. The firewood on the ridge hides thin clouds, and the wind blows the new Macintosh waves.
Village creek is still guarding bloom, and the order is not rewarded. This kind of peace of mind is good, and nothing is needed. Years are crazy, and you don't return until you get drunk.
Recall farewell
Flowers fall in Nanpu, sake is at dusk, and butterfly sugar is tired in spring. He who pulls out the string of heartbroken intestines every other day can't break the willow of Changting.
The moonlight on the railing is still there, and I'm still awake from hating alcohol. Green, fat, red and thin, looking back. Don't be evil, the cold night wind is full of sleeves.
Chunsi
Injured wine and wine, cherish spring. Tired of crying for Changting Road. The pool in the backyard is full of wisdom, and the railing should be outside Qiu Ren.
Yang Ke's divorce? Make full-scale flying frames frequently. Old poems and paintings were all lost by acacia. Silent chapter looks forward to spring, and spring is negative.
An unfaithful person
Look at the moon, cherish flowers and sparse flowers. Seek the secret and hate the railing willow. The city complains about the east wind, and it remains the same every spring.
The cloud fan is on the twelfth floor, and the lights are dim, leaving a toast. Looking back sadly, the dream is cold. Don't let Dao die, but the treasure will be thrown away for a long time.
Chungui
Flowers fall on the cloud bank, and grass grows a mold pool. The jade fence is slender, with a bright future. Who will sing Yang Guan again when seeing you off? Linjiang Xiaoguan injured his arm.
Don't dream in the West Building. In spring, you will believe in apricots. Wine around the autumn, let the east wind blow away, the east wind will decrease in a blink of an eye, and the night will be old.
Dream into Pengshan
A group of butterflies make love and birds crow at dawn. Green grass and running water. The wild dike cloud tree puts peach blossoms. The woodcutter's song and the path in the forest are both in early spring.
Peng Shen's camp is thousands of miles away, so he can temporarily relax his thoughts. Puyang silk owl, it is difficult to get old. I dreamed of Pengshan last night, so I might as well go home.
Don't get pregnant in late spring.
The grass grows moss, the blue clouds are deep in the courtyard, and the evening wind blows the flowers. The king's fence is too cold to hold his sleeves. I can see the moon in the idle pool.
Old trees in the south hide warblers, while birds are painted in the west. Don't be lonely, you hate lovesickness. It's just a fascinating way, but it's easy to break.