The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, so I can't say it without thinking.
The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, and my feelings are like water.
The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.
A small wind dispelled the rain and shed thousands of tears.
Bagpipers go to Yulou, heartbroken people lean on it.
A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.
Among them, "the flute rings three times, the plum blossom is broken, and the spring scenery is a little."
Based on the cross-blowing song Plum Blossom Fall in Han Dynasty, Yongmei's opinion,
Reminiscent of plum blossoms in the garden,
It is like a flute, urging thousands of plum blossoms and bringing the news of spring.
However, the phrase "Mei heartbroken" is even more strange.
This not only shows that the poet has developed in the use of language,
This shows that she was emotional for a while,
However, the meaning is very implicit.
Wendy Huairen, because of Mei Sichun, is used many times in her ci.
This is a pause, and the word naturally transitions from one sentence to the next.
The last movie was mainly about my own sadness and loneliness.
The next movie focuses on the thoughts of my wife Zhao Mingcheng.
The next song is Yang Weizhen's Song of Drum in Yuan Dynasty.
The spring breeze blows the boat to Yangzhou. In the evening, I listen to the flute.
The Forbidden City shook off Yang Liuqiu, and the guests were worried about one mountain.
In the Ming dynasty, this kind of voice could not be asked, but a man met a stranger Du Kuan, holding sorrow in his hand and seeking a southern tour.
Hu Jia's worries never stopped during the filming, and the Qiuci horn tube was adjusted.
The gate of the king has gone through five grades and it is impossible to stay.
Flute materials not only visited Ke Xun, but also assisted Kunlun Mountain in Feng Ming.
Reed is easy to sing the dragon's head, and the south of the city thinks that women sing cattle.
The heart is endless and the stone is cracked.
A noisy goose stork flew over a jiaozi, and the water in Dongting drifted eastward.
Du Kuan Du Kuan is absolutely worried about art, and his artistic concealment is no better than that of Zhang Min.
I'm willing to spend thousands of dollars on wine for you.
Mo Xie plays the flute in Junshan with me and climbs the Yellow Crane Tower with you.
This song is a bit flashy, hehe, "Crossing the Mountain Pond and Smelling the Flute"
It belongs to the people of Qing Dynasty, and it is called Shu Wei.
Red ears drain the water above the lamp house,
The flute is far away, but the finger marks remain.
Knowing the piper's bun,
Unfortunately, Xiang Lian didn't take the bait.
Remember a song, but not all:
The flute plays in the reeds. The trip to Bai Niao suddenly started.
Don't fiddle with the fishing rod. It's cold to think of water and clouds.
The poet's name is Pan Lang, and he should speak in the air.
Although this corn poppy regrets life, it is related to the flute:
Wuchang is seventy. Learn flute since childhood.
Xiao Xiaodi, bamboo tube, mountain and autumn. I bought mink for Lin and Zeng Dian that day.
Bring up the autumn river and the moon with one sound. There are no clouds in the sky.
It's not too late to get old. I still want to play all the time and play in my dreams.
Song Dynasty poet Lin De ~ ~
Bai Juyi wrote a poem about the flute, but the meaning was not very good.
Korea hey hey way:
Qi zhou is famous for its flutes and bamboos, while Zheng Jun's treasures are especially wonderful.
You can't lie down during the day, but you can see a room full of yellow glass.
The body is strong, clean and hidden, and the eyes are smooth and flawless.
It's easy to be poor and humble, but what about being empty?
Since May, I have been trapped in summer, wet, such as sitting in a deep steamer to cook.
It is really appropriate to slow down skin sweating when rubbing sleeves and brushing the heart.
When I came back at dusk, I was disappointed and wanted to sell my money.
Who says an old friend knows what I mean? He is furious.
Call slaves to sweep the floor unfinished, Guanghua shines.
The lateral-winged fleas of the green fly avoid lice, and Susu hates the breeze.
I am willing to sleep and recover from all kinds of diseases, but I hope it will be sunny every day.
Pearls and sapphires are not rewarded, but gifts from children are always good.
This poem is called "A Gift from Zheng Qun".
There are some forums on the Internet, but they are very strange.
It's halfway through, I don't understand, I actually reprinted so many ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Zheng of the Song Dynasty wrote a song about it.
"It's a good idea for Pennsylvania guests to get their bamboo poles back. I have read many poems by Zheng Qun. "
The wind blew without a flash, and the bamboo was gradually colored by the glass.
The ears of the world are expensive, but its eyes are cheap. That knowledge is worthless in qi zhou.
Over the years, I have been shy and sweaty, feeling that summer has polluted my pillow mat.
Sometimes there are not a few people who regret reciting the sentence of Facao.
The villa is covered with a couch, which makes you feel good.
When the guests arrive at the door, they can't see the anger. I undressed and snored.