1. Spring Festival (Yuan's Day, New Year's Eve)
Lianxiu Quilt Xin Chou Yuan'ri Shao Hengzhen
Children and children are noisy with firecrackers in front of the door. Savage family, time is still the same. As the saying goes, it's good to have spring, but old people are always afraid of the change of year. The east wind has no cliffs and shores, and it also passes through the small garden diligently. The first is that beauty changes and flowers bloom.
Jiangcheng Plum Blossoms Lead Jimao New Year's Eve Shao Hengzhen
A small group of children in front of the lamp*. The year is about to end. The night is about to end. Once in spring, once in beauty. Tomorrow the east wind will be thirty-two, and there will be another addition, two hairs invaded, and spots on the temples. Traveling in this world is difficult. Born in leisure. The world is wide. I still hate the past events, and I will always hate the Confucian crown. Amidst the sound of firecrackers, spring arrives in Chaiguan again. Once the yellow dust is disturbed outside the door, keep it and look at the old plum blossoms alone.
The orioles are happy to migrate, the first day of Yihai, the above four volumes are printed in small print in the Yuan periodical, Liu Yin
The spring breeze is on his face. It is the spring feeling in the heart, meeting the spring. If you are not drunk and intoxicated, no one will laugh. What's more, it is a feast for the whole year. Ning'er holds his beard in his arms and learns the words, while the married woman raises her glass and advises. Tao only wishes. Poverty often gathers together, old age is always healthy. □□□□□, twenty-seven years, the world has changed a lot. Today is not yesterday, the spring breeze and the flowers and willows have wiped away the remaining resentment of the frost. The dawn outside the door is still cold. The curtain on the door is closed. The lights are soft. The aroma of wine is strong, try to swallow it gently while singing.
Happiness for Ten Thousand Years, the Yuan Dynasty Meeting in Zhonglv Palace, Zhao Meng*
Spring is coming from the sky. Zhengyang and Buze return to Dou Shan for the first time. An auspicious cloud holds the sun, and everything is radiant. The emperor's virtue shines on all four sides, all the jade and silk are used up, and the ladder is sailing to the meeting. The garden is wide open, flowers cover thousands of officials, and herons hover in the purple sky. The wind of benevolence fills Jiugai. Hope that the neon flag will slowly draw, and the precious fan will slowly open. The joy moves the dragon's face, and the peace and harmony are harmonious. Nine plays the music of Xiao, Shao and Shun, the beasts are revered, and the incense of Qilin* is played. Counting from now on for hundreds of millions of years, the blessings of the Holy Lord will be as great as the sky.
Magpie Bridge Immortal Guo Yingxiang
The beginning of spring and New Year's Eve are one day, which is unprecedented this year. During the banquet, the three generations of emperor Tuan Luan filled the courtyard with music and singing. One is happy with the snow, the second is a farewell party, and the third is a spring feast. From teaching one year old everyone adds, but only next year will be strong.
Qin Yuan Chun Two New Year's Eve poems Yuan Haowen
Decay is magical, dreams swallow up, and the morning and evening change. It's a sad old year, the roosters are singing early, the spring breeze is returning, and the shadows of wild geese are coming first. The southern crossing collapsed, the eastern settlement was stranded, and the world was full of white hair. With a false reputation, he wanders around the world, just looking for land. Green and red flowers and willows compete for beauty. The mind is drunk, and the God is also distraught. The clouds are thundering, the waves are falling, the frost is cold, and the cypress trees are thousands of years old. The garden ordered the family to stay at home, and Tao Qian was dismissed from office. There was no wine, which made people feel disappointed. After teaching, I put it on my pillow on the green mountain and stood in front of the bright moon.
2. Lantern Festival
Yong Yule Li Qingzhao
The setting sun melts gold, the dusk clouds merge together, where are the people? The willows are dyed with thick smoke, and the plum flute is played with resentment.
How much do you know about the spirit of spring? During the Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, and there will be no wind and rain? Come to meet me
I will bring you a beautiful car and a BMW, and I will thank you for your wine, friends, and poets.
In the prosperous day of Zhongzhou, there are many flaws in the boudoir. I remember to focus on the three or five, paved with green crowns and twisting the golden snow.
The willows, with their belts, strive to help Chu, but now they are haggard, with clouds on their hair and snowy temples. , afraid of going out at night.
Why don't you go and listen to people's laughter under the curtain.
Sheng Chazi Ouyang Xiu
On the night of the Lantern Festival last year,
the lights in the flower market were as bright as day.
The moon is above the willow branches,
"People make appointments after dusk."
On Yuan Ye this year,
The moon and the lamp are still the same.
I don’t see the person from last year,
The sleeves of my spring shirt are wet with tears.
Returning Liu Yong
It’s the third or fifth day of the Lantern Festival. Sleepy spring mood. A place to play in the dim light of the moon. After swimming, tired
Happy gathering.
By virtue of being like a flower girl. Holding a cup to express gratitude, drinking with friends and poets. The leftovers are even more fragrant. Singing Feast
Let’s go back.
The Sapphire Case · Yuan Eve Xin Qiji
The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute
sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night. The moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of laughter
The secret fragrance goes away. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he found that man in a dimly lit place.
The full moon Yang Wujiu
The shadows and lights of the moonlight shine on each other. Or the Lantern Festival. The qiluo is picturesque, the music and music are ringing, and it is infinitely elegant. The noisy moth is inserted sideways, the light shirt is first tried on, and the leisure is taken advantage of. A hundred years and thirty-six thousand nights, may it last as long as this night.
Remembering Qin E and Zhang Xiaoxiang
Lantern Festival. Fenglou is located opposite Aoshan Mountain. Aoshan knot. The fragrance and dust follow the steps, and the moon is shining on the willow branches.
Passionately lifts the bead curtain again. Tourists do not play music or play songs to rest. The music and singing take a break. The dawn smoke disperses lightly, revealing the palace of the imperial city.
Jiang Chengzi Wang Tinggui
Watching the Lantern Festival on the Yelang River. Fight back to the dipper. The snow is beginning to disappear. There are lights and flowers, where is the Star Bridge. The whole city is so coaxed that there are three prostitutes and five streams of corvees. At this time, I look back on my pilgrimage. Taiping Tower. Leaning on the floor for the night. In the red wax light, I buy wine and listen to the flute. Let's chat and get drunk at the end of the world and sing a song about Beijing.
Recalling Qin E and Zhu Shuzhen
The winding and crescent moon hooks the cold jade in the new year.
The hook is cold jade, the phoenix shoes are small, and the green eyebrows are frowned.
The moths and snowy willows add to their makeup, and the candles, dragons and fire trees compete with each other.
The competition is not as good as the sixth day of the Lantern Festival.
Magnolia Flower Order Su Shi
The Lantern Festival seems to be a good time to travel. What's more, there are few civil lawsuits in public courts. Wanjia travels to Shangchuntai and enjoys the island of gods and immortals ten miles away.
The plains are not as proud as Gaoyang. Promote the table with grace and smile with words. There was a guest sitting there who was drunk and passionate, and he didn't hesitate to go to Yushan to get drunk.
The first floor of Yaotai Lantern Festival Wang Dangui
The seasons remind each other. Again, the Lantern Festival heralds the return of spring. The cinnamon wheel is newly full, and the golden lotus is budding, no longer waiting to be cultivated. There are six streets and three cities, lined with Aoshan and Huiying Towers. Competing with each other, with fragrant cars and BMWs, galloping with many talents. My friends. Love forgets admiration, and the fairy fetus is preserved deep in Jiang Palace. I feel the fragrance of flowers and the brightness of my wisdom, especially the joy and harmony. The jade nectar and qiong liquid are overflowing, and the knife and gauze are tied together, and the bottle is not allowed to be used. Be cheerful. Ren Luan welcomes Feng Yin and travels to Penglai for a banquet.
3. Qingming
Looking south of the Yangtze River Su Shi
Spring is not old yet,
The wind is soft and the willows are slanting.
Try to watch from the transcendental stage,
Half a ditch of spring water and a city full of flowers,
Thousands of homes are darkened by mist and rain.
After eating cold food,
I woke up and sighed.
Don't miss your old friends and your homeland,
Try new tea with new fire,
Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth.
The river is full of red, Qingming and all the students go to the west*Baigang Duan Keji
I want to hold the long rope to maintain the day and stay in the spring for a while. Relatives and friends meet each other once, and they are never the same again. Disturbing the affairs of the world is often not as good as people want it to be. Facing the setting sun, I lean against the dangerous building without words, scratching my head in the air. Live national players, talk about everything. Pay them all and respect the wine. This feeling is the same again last year. There are flying catkins outside the wind, and the Yangtze River flows by the willows. Ask me how much sorrow I still have when I grow old, how much sorrow I have.
The wind blows into the pine, what happened on the lake on Qingming Day, Zhang Zhu
Looking for spring in the east of Fengcheng. Luopa Yuhua Cong. The beauty has half-draped whip sleeves, wandering far away, her eyes broken by the clouds. The shallow blue lake waves are covered with snow, and the pale yellow official willows are covered in smoke. Xiangru is sick and has difficulty working. Hangovers are more frequent. Return to the new sound score, who can interpret and sing it with the east wind. The small window lets out the rain all night, but the apricot blossoms will be red tomorrow.
Qi Tianle Shenxu feels the spring in the Qingming rain Shao Hengzhen
Li Ge sings a song of Jiangnan dusk, looking back vaguely at Baqiao. Immediately take the east wind and send it to Nanpu, recognizing the willows of the past. After the pear blossoms. Quietly disappearing from the neighboring wall, playing with plum blossoms with delicate hands. At the east end of Qimo, I still feel like the old days. Xiangru has been ill for a long time recently. The waist circumference has been gradually reduced, but it is still not completely thin. Hangover and drunkenness make the stirrup dark, it rains at night, and cold food remains the same. There are many new sorrows. The first is sadness, and fans become popular. We will make an appointment tomorrow and ask Zhou Guan for the ferry.
Watching the Moon Brahman Yin Qingming Duan Chengji
The east wind is blowing, and the flying flowers are collecting clothes. It is easy to waste the fragrance. Spring comes and goes without a trace, but few people know it in the silence. Ask Shen Lang what's the matter, wear a belt to reduce the waistline. Fame is not what you wish for. Calculating this plan, it should not be wrong. I have a lot of leisure time and wine left, and I write poems in a quiet mood. The good thing about Xishan is that in my eyes, it is dim and indistinct with few old friends. Looking back, I shed tears as clear as silk.
The reddish lips are already ugly. Wang Yun before the Qingming Dynasty
The famous wines belong to each other, and they left after singing for several times. In fact, it was March 7, the 26th year of the Yuan Dynasty. It’s a waste of time. The old man's deep fragrance in the autumn stream makes him feel comfortable (Zhu Xiaoyun's deep fragrance makes him feel comfortable). The spring rain is like ointment, and the most pitiful thing is to meet Qingming. The courtyard is clear at night. Draw Fan Chuan Fu. The clouds are slowly moving, and the low breeze is hanging down. Spring is as promised. Depth of flowers. Some rose dew.
Golden Thread Song Yiwei Qingming Zhang Zhihan
Wind and rain startle the evening of spring. I hate the end of the world and leave spring unfinished, but I still want to stay. Time rushes the boss, and the flowers fall early. Count the forbidden and Qingming times. Try leaning on the dangerous fence and looking northwest, but the smoke and water in the sky are not heavy. The empty eyes are broken, so there is a mountain road. Who will take care of the pines and cypresses first? Thinking about the east wind, the cups and plates are rustling, and the hungry birds are crowing in the trees. So the Songjiang River turns into wine, and the brows stop gathering when drunk. There is no need to complain to Du Yu about the reason for coming thousands of miles south. Against all odds, it’s better to go.
IV. Dragon Boat Festival
Ouyang Xiu, the proud fisherman
The pomegranate flowers are gorgeous in May. The green poplar trees are covered with heavy rain. Five-color new silk wrapped horn rice dumplings. Delivered on a gold plate. Raw silk painted fan plate with double phoenixes. It is the season of bath orchids. Calamus wine is beautiful and pure. The leaves are full of yellow leaves. Yousong easily broke through the screen window dream.
Nan Gezi Guo Yingxiang
On the Dragon Boat Festival in my life, I will do it fifty times. Ichiban must take a general look. I also heard the sound of boat racing, the sound of drums, and the boiling of the river. No need to wrap your arms with silk, don't put moxa in the door. In time, the puddings and millet are on the market. I'm just afraid that the years will rush and my hair will be stained.
Shuilongyin, Dragon Boat Festival and Shu*
The rain in Qingyun Pavilion is still sunny, and the color is yellow and it is the Dragon Boat Festival. Last year on this day, deep in the sea, there were thousands of knots in my intestines. There are not many good things, good times are hard to come back, and bad things are still passed down. Looking at Liancheng* Cave, everyone is worried about when this scene will stop. Because he wanted to see the beauties of Jinling, he went to Qinhuai and made dragon boats famous. Teeth canopies and brocade cables, emerald crowns and beaded buns, and painted lanterns are arranged in rows. Looking back at the Qiu Ruins, my lapel is covered with dust, and I say nothing to others. Stop your cup and let me, Li Sao, read carefully, *Luo Jiangyue.
Xiaozhongshan Dragon Boat Festival Shu*
Biai cattails are busy everywhere. Whose family's sons and daughters celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival? Thinly wrapped five-color arm silk. Empty melancholy, who will return to Yuanxiang? Don’t talk about the past. Thousands of years of loyalty and loyalty, the sun shines brightly. I feel sad after reading "Li Sao". No one understands it, and the trees turn to shade at noon.
Youth Tour: Dragon Boat Festival Presentation to Huang Shou, Xu Junyou and Su Shi
Yintang Zhushen Quchenbo. Round green lotus curls. The orchids are recommended for bathing, the calamus is used to make wine, and the weather is still mild. It's a good idea to enjoy the festival intoxicated, every part of the wine and every part of the song. The smoke of the prison grass is deep, and the people in the court are quiet, and there is no stingy banquet to swim through.
Huanxi Sand Su Shi
Light sweat slightly penetrates the blue sky. In the Ming Dynasty, people bathed in orchids during the Dragon Boat Festival. The flowing fragrance fills Qingchuan.
The colorful thread is lightly wrapped around the ruby ??arm, and the small talisman is hung diagonally on the green cloud servant girl. Beautiful women meet each other for a thousand years.
Passing through the Qin Tower and enjoying the Dragon Boat Festival among the guests, Zhu Xiyan
The water is green and the gauze kitchen is full of moonlight. It dispels worries and brings peace of mind. It saves things and transports people. Helplessly, the days are as long as years, the orioles take advantage of the opportunity to sing their love, and the butterflies are lost in their hometown dreams. I am sad that my return date is too late, I stare at the dusk clouds, and I am as sad as a beetle. Who reads me, talks boringly about Sao Sutras, searches for the legacy, and goes to Xiangqin Lane in the cold. When the soul is awakened and thirsty, the blue tube is beginning to dry up, and when one buys health, he listens to people's calls*. It's not like returning to my hometown, just like cattails and spring pots. All the idiots and idiots sing together in the lake tower.
Water Tune Songtou Dragon Boat Festival Wang Xu
Rinse your teeth in the cold well, get your hair cut while taking advantage of the cool breeze. Mr. Afraid of the heat, he gets up in the morning and listens to the children's laughter. It is said that this year's Chongwu Festival, it is appropriate to have some things to celebrate, and it is the same as last year. I enjoy drinking and drinking, and I feel that I am rich. May life be always drunk and full for hundreds of years. What happened when I woke up alone? Peilan Weng was haggard. I have Qingqing and am very fond of mugwort. I have been collecting and saving it for three years, and it has been successful in curing my illness. From now on, there will be more harvests, and don’t leave the medicine bag empty.
Fifth, Chinese Valentine's Day
Yu Jia Ao Chinese Valentine's Day, Su Shi
The bright morning glory of the Han woman in the river. Yingying Linshui is speechless. Look across the blue clouds and the sunset. Nowhere to be found. Dreaming back to spring grass growing in Chunpu. The birds dispersed and the remaining flowers bloomed like rain. Tingzhou Ping's old fragrant demeanor. The bright moon shines affectionately on the house. But take it. Qing Guangchang sent people home.
Huanxi Sand
The wind throws away the remaining autumn grass. Gao Wu is wet and the moon is cold and silent. At that time, the Qixi Festival recorded a deep alliance.
Believe in the marriage of feathers and clothes, regret it and be buried in the city. The world is full of rain bells.
Magpie Bridge Immortal Qin Guan
The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they be together day and night?
Meiwu's Qixi Festival Feelings Zhang Zhu
Another coincidence is that the spiders are clever, the magpie misses the autumn period, and the Yinhan meets the cow girl. Such a bad life is like this, joys and sorrows, there is no limit to a couple in this world. This feeling is even more painful. How can we meet him tonight? Su'e was jealous and refused to take the photo, and the shadow gradually faded to wake up. Whispering where the hairpin alliance is. But the green screen is far away in the sky, and the clear dream clouds are gone. Even if there are idle needles and threads, there is love and affection for each other, and there is sadness in the air. Love partner. When I asked about it, I focused on Huamei Wu. The tears and the wind are all given to the car wash rain.
Jiang Shenzi went to Jiudian in the rain on Chinese Valentine's Day Li Qixian
The Magpie Bridge Immortal beside the Milky Way in autumn. Every year. Good karma. I am a tired guest, but I am leaving the feast today. My hometown thousands of miles away is now farther away. My heart is broken and my eyes are empty. It's a cold night in the thatched cottage and I can't sleep. In front of a light. Beside the sound of rain. I send this message to my grandson, who can pass on the new wisdom? Lazy people should just sit around, find old roads, and sleep in forests and springs.
6. Mid-Autumn Festival
Magnolia Flowers Slowly Mid-Autumn Festival Xin Qiji
Poor moon today, where are you going?
It’s another world. I can only see it over there. The light and shadow are to the east?
The sky is full of sweat, but the wind is blowing, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming?
Who can connect the flying mirror without roots? If Chang'e doesn't marry, who will stay?
It is said that there is no reason to go through the bottom of the sea, and being in a trance makes people sad.
Afraid of thousands of miles of whales, the Jade Palace and the Qiong Tower will be destroyed vertically and horizontally.
A shrimp and toad can't stand bathing in the water, so why do you ask? The jade rabbit can explain the ups and downs?
If everything is fine, how can it gradually become like a hook?
Shui Tiao Songtou Su Shi
On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, I was drunk and drunk, so I wrote this article while pregnant with my child
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.
Dancing to clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Pipa Fairy Mid-Autumn Festival
The sea is blue every year, I wonder who fills the gaps in the ice wheel? A piece of autumn fragrance was blown, and it was as bright as snow. I look forward to the good days and good nights in my sorrow, but I know that everything will turn into sorrow. Only the shadow is now, it can be compared to the bright moon of the past.
Playing hide-and-seek in the flower path once provoked Xiao Xiaojing’s Wu Ye. Do you remember how lightly I fanned myself and how many times it cooled and heated me? I only end up with all kinds of feelings, always confused and irrelevant to parting. Once the purple jade was ruthless, it was blown apart by the cold night.
Dong Fairy Song Mid-Autumn Festival by Li Junming
In the autumn light, silver plates pour out of the sea. I'm just afraid of the faint clouds and the weak rivers. It is expected that Chang'e will laugh and dance drunkenly with the immortal. Tonight, I will cause chaos in front of Kong Pingzun. Ordinary three or five nights, there are reunions, and people's hearts are not satisfied. I remember when I broke the mirror and flew into the sky, my reflection was half of the world. When the jade ax is completed again, I will ask who will watch the bright moon next year.
Ten Thousand Years of Spring and Mid-Autumn Festival by Liu Zhiyuan
On an autumn night, there is silver toad, and thousands of miles of light are washed away in a day. The breeze is gentle.
Wipe the sky and earth, and the ice will be clear without any shadow. The stars sink, revealing the round and bright body. White command base. My mind wanders, and I climb the green osmanthus.
Bodhisattva Man Mid-Autumn Rain Yao Sui
Su'e will tune the poet. Faint appearance is not worth a round toad photo. It became extremely cloudy. Jiangcheng is raining for three days. Have a great holiday tonight. The ice in the sky breaks. Only then shines the afterglow. To see clearly and far away.
Seven. Double Ninth Festival
Drunken Flower Yin Li Qingzhao
The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for the eternal day, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and the Double Ninth Festival. Jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose your soul. The curtains are blown by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Dielianhua Yan Jidao
The courtyard is covered with green moss and red leaves.
When the golden chrysanthemums bloom, it is almost the Double Ninth Festival feast.
The lotuses are dewed every day, the green fans are withered, and the powder pond is full of mist and clear water.
Try leaning against the cool breeze to sober up the noodles.
When the word "Goose" comes, you will see it just facing the floor.
At what time the frost-protecting clouds turn, whose reed pipe blows the autumn wind.
Ruan Lang returns to Yan Jidao
The golden palms of the sky are dewed into frost,
The clouds are as long as the word "Yan".
The green cup and red sleeves are called Double Ninth Festival,
Humanity is like hometown.
The orchid is purple, the chrysanthemum hairpin is yellow,
The old madness is diligently managed.
If you want to exchange intoxication for sadness,
Don’t break your heart by singing clear songs.
Treading on the Shasha by Xin Qiji
The moonlit towers, autumn-scented courtyards, and smiling people come and go.
Who is desolate when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad back then!
With the sharing of cups and plates, they sang and danced and asked him what was so sad about him?
There is a time to think but also to be sad, as the Double Ninth Festival is going to be windy and rainy.
Yu Jia Ao Ouyang Xiu
The Double Ninth Festival is here again in September. Oriental chrysanthemums hold small amounts of money. There are many worries before the wind blows under the moon. Who laughs. Wu Niang trains her waist and limbs. The leaves are half-hung and scanned more carelessly. How can it be that you are free to look at the scenery in Pinglan? I want to go to Nanyun New Wild Goose Road. Hugh carelessly. When you come, find it and consume it.
Part 5 (Double Ninth Festival) Liu Yong
It is dusk at dusk, the rain stops in the sky, and the smoke in the plains closes. The country is full of mountains and rivers, it’s worth helping Chu
Ke Mingsou. The light is moving, the clouds are rising
It's late, the purple green is cold, and the frost is in the autumn. The scenery is quiet. The orchids are fragrant and the trees are red and sad.
Good couple. The west wind blows the hat, the east fence carries the wine, and the couple makes a happy trip. Drinking lightly and singing softly, sitting in the middle of the drink is the style of a drinker. To Canhui and Deng
I sigh at the end of my life, and I will reward you when I am drunk. And stay together. The beautiful thing in front of you, forgetting your worries
in the cup.
A Thousand Years Old by Li Zhiyi
The Mid-Autumn Festival has just passed, and
it’s the Double Ninth Festival again.
The dew is suddenly cold,
The cold will be reported.
The fragrant green scent reminds us of the wild grass,
the yellow and dense garden grass.
People are not old yet,
Lanqiao is a good place for frost.
The orchid vat is dizzy,
The silver toad is small when the house is broken.
The bottle is in your eyes,
Who will you pour it from?
Forcing the quilt to be spread in the same place,
I worry about taking off my hat when I am happy.
You must believe,
A mad heart will never grow old until it is over.
Red Lips Double Ninth Festival Li Junming
The autumn trees are high in the wind, and the willows in front of the door are pitifully haggard. After Bai Yi left. I am free but holding a cup in my hand. We meet each other with a smile, and we are friends in the new year. Does the group know? Nanshan remains as before. People are thinner than yellow flowers.