-Don Li Bai-
The world is full of peaches and plums.
Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.
Glory cannot last long under first frost.
South, green leaves hang down the roots.
Qing Yin can also be entrusted, why cherish Shu Jun?
Quail day
-Song Li Qingzhao-
A dull, light and soft corpus luteum,
Love is gone, only fragrance remains.
Why light blue and deep red,
Nature is a first-rate flower.
Mei is jealous, Ju should be ashamed,
The painting column is open in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Poets can be ruthless,
Why didn't you receive it then?
Die Lian Hua Li Shuyi
Mao Zedong
I lost my pride, Yang Jun lost her willow,
Willow goes straight into the sky,
Ask WU GANG what he has,
WU GANG holds out osmanthus wine.
Lonely Chang 'e dawn sleeves,
Wan Li is in the sky, dancing for the loyal soul.
Suddenly, I reported that the human world has been dormant.
Tears welled up.
Dongchenggui
-Don Bai Juyi-
The pendant originally belonged to Tianzhu Temple, and the root plate is now in Lucheng.
At that time, it should have been driven by the south wind and fell to the world to get a second life.
Thank you for sending a pair of laurel trees.
-Song Ouyang Xiu-
There are guests who are still fragrant, and the roots are removed from the valley.
I like this stone because I like to play in the mountains.
Lv Xiao is floating in the autumn, and the green jade-like medicine column is curved.
I will treat you with flowers, please make it fragrant.
Yong yangui
Ju Hee Song
Graceful rock, sweet-scented osmanthus at the end of the year.
The leaves are dense green and bloom yellow.
Tianxiang gives birth to pure thoughts, and clouds protect fairies.
Who knows the king, empty songs recruit hidden chapters.
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
-Don Wang Jian-
Bai Shu rooster crow Yu Zhongting, frost silent wet osmanthus.
Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
Guizi of Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th.
-Tompi Rixiu-
The moon came down from Yushu, and she found something new in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Turpentine Ninglu decoction
-Yang Wanli in Southern Song Dynasty-
I dreamed of riding Bai Fenghuang to the Green Palace and crossing the Milky Way into the Moon Palace.
Being in a cold and fragrant world, I feel the breeze outside the curtains.
Spread happy sand.