Poetic poetry

Li He's Thirteen Poems of South Garden

The flowers and grass in his eyes are all in bloom, and Xiao Bai's red cheeks are Yue Nv.

Poor sunset fragrance, marriage and spring breeze do not need media.

Gongbei is full of Xiao Qi, and Huang Sang drinks dew curtains.

The long-waisted healthy woman secretly climbed and broke, and fed the eight cocoons to the king of Wu.

The silk in the bamboo picks up the net car, and the green cicada basks alone.

Peach gum welcomes summer fragrance and amber, and the more you teach yourself, the more you can grow melons.

Thirty is not more than twenty, and I eat food with an empty stomach during the day.

The old people at the bridge mourned each other because they left a book by Tao Rong.

Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain?

If you are a scholar Wan Huhou, please go to Lingyange temporarily.

Looking for a chapter to extract a sentence, Xiao Yue hangs a jade bow as a curtain.

I don't see the three seas every year, and the article cries autumn wind.

Qin Long's prison is sad and empty, and Manqian's humor takes its place.

See buy Ruoyexi water sword, the Ming Dynasty returned to apes.

When milk is swallowed at the beginning of spring water, wasps fly home with small tails.

The window contains far color, and the fish hold the incense hook near the Rocky Mountain.

Spring sand is soft and Yuanyang is warm, and the shore is late.

Pour wine on the pepper leaves in Mulan, and pick up the seeds of diamond silk when you are sick.

Let's remember Cai Yong today, but we have no intention of cutting songs and lying in the spring breeze.

There is a bamboo book in Shennan, which always goes to Xitou to catch Weng.

Long Taniguchi leans against home, and the day is Qianfeng Old Cui Hua.

Walking with rattan shoes, quarrying honey, holding moss and planting flowers.

Songxi black water dragon egg, Guidong old horse tooth.

Who sent Qing Yu to cut the road, and let that piece of dyed sunrise go light?

The grove is open to the path, and the long night smoke is wet.

Liu Hua surprised the snow pool, and the wheat rain rose to the stream field.

The ancient temples are sparse, and the distant haze breaks the moon.

The sand head knocks on Shi Huo, and the bamboo pole burns the fishing boat.

Among them, "Please go to Lingyange temporarily, if you are a scholar Wan Huhou." Poetry. For reference.