And generous, you should rely on wine. First frost is still alive in the spring night, but the East Side Moon does not rise.
Clear words spare drunken guests, dancing around to avoid cold light. The book is called Immortality, and the disease fails.
2. Fisherman's pride (admirable)
Four phases urge illness and aging. It's hard to protect the dead devil from the future. Fighting is like holding a Buddha's name in a daze. The west is very good. Waterbirds in the Woods are called three treasures. Erase the leisurely sideburns. Le Bang's plan should only be early. Trillion Guo Bang is not far away. Don't worry. It can be done in the blink of an eye.
3, long rain boring (land tour)
One spring was not sunny for ten days, and the rain broke through the clouds.
Wonderful flowers destroy green amaranth, and beautiful valleys float duckweed.
The book is sick on the couch and the wet salary is burning.
My waist is stubborn and my feet sigh, so I can't walk close in the atrium.
The reading window is so dark that you can't read clearly. Play the strings to slow down the sound.
Old Penze is drunk, so it's divided into two parts.
Sitting at night, I suddenly smell the village road announcing the ironclad dawn (land patrol)
Autumn is bleak and foggy, and old books are sick in lonely villages.
Even, there is no need to report Rong Yuan, a piece of iron clashing through the door.
4. Houguan (Lu You)
A sick crane brought a cage and went to Hongming Wan Li.
No matter soup or goat cheese, new japonica rice is better than Taicang red.
5. Send two Taoist couplets on Mid-Autumn Festival night (Lu Guimeng)
Learning bait paste is not light, and dreams pay off every night. Ding Ning only Jin Fei promised,
Xu and Qin inscribed the name of the jade seal. The moon is bitter, and the wind is slightly floating to break the cloud tassel.
In a short time, the sound of a thousand drops appeared on the pillow at dawn in the tung window.
The dew in the orange village has dispersed, and Mr. Dong Guo is still ill. Lonely pillows are easy to break dreams for flies,
Short eaves and few faces pass books. The vast clouds should be close to the sun, but I'm still thin on reflection.
Those who only admire feathers are like water, flat and empty.
6. He Xian (Su Shi)
I went to the new auditorium last year, after the spring breeze and Si Nuo disappeared.
The pool is half full, and thousands of feet willows are on the pool.
Beauty is like peaches and plums, and Hu Die enters the shirt sleeve.
Today, the mountains and rivers, the wilderness has been divided
Time is incredible, just like a boat.
Prosperity is really a dream, and loneliness is both brilliant and decadent.
Only at this time, I still have a glass of wine.
Be merciful to the people on board, wait and see, and know nothing.
The bright moon enters the Huachi, reflects the pond, and goes to class.
A few people hid in the hall, and their hearts cooled with the water.
When the firefly disappears, there is light when the grass is exposed.
Judging from the scenery of the river, the footsteps sound long.
There are countless meetings of fame and trust, and a thousand fingers adjust the wire spring.
Mr. Wang doesn't drink when he is sick, and the boy burns incense.
A five-character poem written alone, as clear as Lang Wei.
Poetry becomes a moon, and the two sides are opposite.