What are the very small but amazing ancient poems? Song Wangkun's "If the eyes are charming, the flowers are bright".
There is a breeze in the wind, and the fans of smoke float into thousands of spring worries. Begonia has not been wet by the rain, pear blossoms are like snow, but it's a pity that spring is half over. Now the past is hard to recall, and the soul in the dream walks around the boudoir building where you lived. Acacia exists only on the tops of clove branches and cardamom.
Huang Songgong Shao, jade case, stop sewing every social day.
Stop sewing every social day. How can I bear to see them flying in pairs? It's half spring in Jiangcheng today. A suit is still there, deep in the chaotic mountain, by the Guxi Bridge. Whose needle and thread is broken? Little by little, I burst into tears. Sunset loose saddle, grass shore. No one wears flowers, no one advises people to drink, and no one cares about drunkenness.
"Linjiang Deng Xiaoge reminisces about the past" Chen
I remember drinking on the bridge at noon yesterday, and most of the people sitting inside were Hao Ying. Long ditch Ryutsuki was silent. In the thin shadow of apricot flowers, I played the flute until dawn. It has been like a dream for more than twenty years, although I am shocked. Go to the pavilion to see the new sunshine. How many things in ancient and modern times, fishermen sing the third.
Song Luyou, partridge lazy to learn Qingmen to grow melons.
Lazy to learn to grow melons. Only send fishing to the end of life. Two new swallows are on the shore of spring, and a piece of light seagulls falls on the beach at dusk. The singing is weak and dumb. Wine is like dew and flowers. Everyone asked where to go and laughed and said that the boat was home.
Song Lv Wei, Nanxiangzi, light rain blocked the boat.
The old light rain hindered the ship's navigation. People are crossing the ancient ferry in the smoke forest. You are drunk, if you want to make a statue, there is no reason. Who saw the shear wave flowing into the temple? Never stay up late. Yue Ming went upstairs alone. The water is full of mountains and rivers, gentle. Occupy the south of the Yangtze River.
The beautiful poem of the unpopular minority is 1, with moss on the pond at three or four o'clock and orioles at the bottom of the leaves at one or two. -Yan Shu's Spring Scenes
Since we left each other, we drifted like clouds, and ten years passed like running water, until we finally got together again. -Wei, "Huai Shang Wen Liang Chuan Old Friend"
3, drums follow the Spring Club, and clothes are simple and ancient. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.
4, the moonlight is deeper than half a household, and the Beidou is oblique. -Liu's jathyapple
In the deep alley, dogs bark and chickens crow mulberry trees. -Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Garden, Part I"
6. My friend's prince, what does it matter if spring is over and you are still here? . -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
7, the snow is dark to draw flags, and the wind is mixed with drums. -Yang Jiong's "Join the Army"
8. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. -Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off"
9. The plum blossoms are sunny and the streams are full of mountains. -Once upon a time, "Triqu Daozhong"
10, Mermaids shed pearl-like tears in the moonlight green sea, and the blue fields breathe their jade to the sun. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"