Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have had a cold food.
In the flower garden, there are some storms and some chaos.
The red powder darkens with the running water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense.
Every year, the Erythrina flowers fall, and the cold is weak.
The yard was quiet and empty. There is nothing to say, nothing to worry about.
I am afraid of stray Inging and Swallow, and I know the news. From now on, rulers are everywhere,
There is still no trace of the colorful clouds. Teach people, be ashamed to go upstairs, be flat and green.
2. Half-dead child, everything is wrong after the door.
Song Dynasty: He Zhu
Go through the gate again and you'll be fine. Like what? What is the difference?
Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. ?
The grass is on the ground and exposed at the beginning. Old habitat and new growth.
Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night?
3. Li Ping's quotations
Tang Dynasty: Li He
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
4. Partridge Sky Huadu Temple Works
Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying
Red clothes on the pool are leaning against the fence, and crows often bring back the sunset.
Clouds are raining, bright moon is cool, and fans are idle.
The country dream is narrow and the water is wide. The small window is sad, and the autumn mountain is light.
Wu sent a letter from home, and there were several rooms in Liuyemen.
5. Qiu Lai
Tang Dynasty: Li He
Autumn wind hits the heart, the strong man works hard, there is a faint light, and the owl cries for weaving a warm dress.
Who will read the book I wrote with bamboo slips in the future, and don't moth it into dust and holes?
This thought involves, my stomach should be worried tonight, the rain is cold, like an ancient poet comforting a hanging soul.
In the autumn night, in the cemetery, Bao's poems were recited, and their blood feud turned into jasper on the earth, which is hard to disappear for thousands of years.