Regular script 1 A copy of ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival. Write Mid-Autumn Poems in Regular Script.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is full of laurel, and the situation is clear and fresh.
Because of winning the first menstrual period, the poet will not sigh for the coming year. Vientiane gathers light and is mighty, and April helps Chanjuan.
When the scales are clear and the heart is flat, there is no poetry. This autumn moon poem post is one of the typical works of "thin gold style", which means "thin gold"
This is a seven-character poem with powerful pen, full of charm and rigorous and graceful structure, which not only sets off the artistic conception of the poem itself, but also makes the human body feel rich and elegant. The brushwork, such as gossamer, lingering and elegant, is a feminine style in the "thin gold book" and is representative in Song Huizong's calligraphy works.
This album was collected by Song Ying, Ganlong Neifu and Jiaqing Neifu in Qing Dynasty and included in the first edition of Shiqu Baodi.
Poetry about Mid-Autumn Festival or National Day can be used in calligraphy works.
Drinking the bright moon alone Li Bai from from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon.
The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.
Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river. A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out the rules. Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.
Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi. Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.
Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Lu Guimeng and other months, first frost lost late, the wind is like a good season. The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans. Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask words, and the narrow clothes and autumn are already cold. The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud. The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.
On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water. A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shao Jun took me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officials from afar. On April 7th, 2009, 16: 08, I replied to four fans of Jenny SXM. Yun * (left car and right car) wants to move under the stars, and the sky is cool and happy.
Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose. It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu turned to court in ten rounds, and tonight she took people to the corner alone. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15th the year before last, beside the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
On the night of August 15th, there was a full moon in Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu and laurel seeds, and new discoveries were made in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Look at the moon and children in Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Shi's bright moon is not high in the mountains, but red in thousands of feet. A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River. Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale. Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights. The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Did Bo * (left wind and right wind) return before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain? The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the cold throat * (the general will get worms) will show grass. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
The moon has how bright, and the moon has how bright. Take care of my bed. I can't sleep at night and wander around in my clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Su Shi of Xijiangyue is in Huangzhou, having a night outing in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk.
Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that.
The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.
According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass.
It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.
Back to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival, please hold a banquet to open the Wen Tianxiang River Festival and bring the original boat to clear the ice; When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon.
The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near? The picturesque mountains and rivers are still the trip to Chibi in those days. Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn.
Manjianghong. Mid-Autumn Festival.
3. Seven-character calligraphy of Mid-Autumn Festival poems
Guizi Tianzhu Temple August 15 Night Author: Pi Rixiu Yuxing got off the moon, and she made a new discovery in front of the temple. Up to now, there is no such thing as Chang 'e throwing people. Su Shi in Niannujiao, looking at Wan Li in the Mid-Autumn Festival from a height, has no trace of clouds. Gui's spirit flew to a radiant place, and she spent a day in the autumn garden. Yu Yu Qionglou comes and goes, and people are in a cool country. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, looking at the smoke trees. I don't know what day it is tonight. I want to ride the wind, but I want to go home. Why are you riding Pengyi? In the Crystal Palace, the flute was blown off with a loud sound. Mid-Autumn Festival full moon Author: Yan Shu ten rounds of frost shadow turn to court, tonight alone. Su E may not regret it. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is lonely, and Song Mifei is lonely. Hai Huai is like silver, and everything is red with mussels. If there is no moon-mending household in the sky, Gui Zhi.
4. Mid-Autumn Poem: "Climbing stairs and looking at the bright moon in Mid-Autumn Festival"
Climb stairs to see the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival.
Author: Mi Fei
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
Translation:
To the naked eye, Huaihai is as white as silver, and mussels are pregnant with pearls under thousands of rainbow-like lights.
If the moon in the sky is not repaired, the branches of laurel trees will continue to grow and break the moon.
Mi Fei [fú] (1051-kloc-0/107), self-styled as Mi, Qian, Bi or Fu [fú]. Calligrapher, painter and painting theorist in Northern Song Dynasty. Originally from Taiyuan, he moved to Xiangyang. High talent, scattered characters, and so clean and addictive.
Being served by the Tang people, he accumulated more strange stones. Not in the world. Mi Dian. Calligraphy and painting are a family. Can draw dead wood and bamboo stones, innovative, but also can draw landscapes, creating an ink painting Yunshan ink painting drama, covered by clouds, simple and naive. Good poetry and calligraphy, accurate appraisal. He is good at seal script, official script, regular script, running script and cursive script, and is good at copying ancient books, which is confusing. One of Song Sijia. He used to be a school book lang, a doctor of calligraphy and painting, and a foreign minister of the Ministry of Rites.
5. Ten Mid-Autumn Poems
Poem: Tang Du Fu's "The Night of August 15th" looks at the moon and flies to the mirror to return to the heart to fold the broadsword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven. The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox. ("Complete Tang Poetry") This is the poet's work to avoid chaos and enter Sichuan.
In the first two poems, the feeling of watching the moon is aroused, and the moon on August 15, which symbolizes reunion, is used as a contrast of his wandering worries in a foreign land; After the poem, the two couplets depict the Mid-Autumn Night, and the words such as "seeing feathers" and "counting autumn flowers" are fantastic and romantic, which is unique in Lao Du's poems. Liu Tang Yuxi's "Playing the Moon in the Peach Garden on the 15th of August" is also a leisurely look at the moon in the dust, feeling between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time. Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away. Shao Jun took me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officials from afar.
Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy. Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day. Liu Yuxi (772-842), a writer and philosopher in the Tang Dynasty, was born in Luoyang.
This poem has sixteen sentences, and every four sentences have a rhyme, and each rhyme is a natural paragraph. The first paragraph is about playing with the moon in Taoyuan, with the scenery of the moon and the feeling of playing. The second paragraph is about the night of August 15th. The moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival contrasts with the landscape of heaven and earth illuminated by moonlight. The third paragraph is romantic imagination, which describes the feeling of becoming an immortal, from scenery to emotion, producing nature; In the last paragraph, I dragged myself back from my imagination, wrote about sunrise and sunset, and even expressed my feelings about "perfect time" After leaving Taoyuan, it is difficult to relive its significance.
The scenery of the whole poem changes at any time, and the artistic conception changes with the scene, which has a sense of ups and downs. Tang Juyi's "Watching the Pavilion on the 15th night of August" was on the 15th night of August the year before last, next to the apricot garden beside Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual. This poem, when written in Jiangzhou, shows the emotion that extremes meet opposites, and makes a transformation of emptiness in the transformation of time, revealing the transformation of feelings in the transformation of time and space. In contrast, it reveals the sadness in exile.
Pi Rixiu's Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on the 15th night of August in Tang Dynasty saw a jade flower on the moon, which was found in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
("Complete Tang Poetry") Pi Rixiu (about 833-? ), the word escape less, Xiangyang people. Poetry is as famous as Lu Guimeng's, and there is also a book called "The Book of Approval".
This poem describes sweet-scented osmanthus, which falls on the mountain as pure as jade and is more crystal clear in the moonlight. Picking up flowers with dew is more nourishing, and I want to be the Chang 'e scattered all over the earth. The whole poem is full of emptiness and reality, ethereal and meaningful, and shows the full affection of enjoying the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival with the theme of Mid-Autumn Festival, which is wonderful to see the big from the small.
Song Sushi's Mid-Autumn Moon Tour: The bright moon is not out of the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet. A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River. Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale. Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights. The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Will the waves and the wind return to the office before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains? The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
This long poem is composed of 28 couplets of 14, which can be described as a Mid-Autumn Festival poem. From the rise of the moon to the setting of the moon, this poem not only vividly describes the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also vividly describes the personnel in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The poem "If a cup of silver is not full, it will go like a wave" is impressive, "Whoever washes his eyes for God should meet the water" has a unique imagination, "A thousand lights change overnight", "Going to the festival with his head down" tells the folk custom, "It is more important to call for wine when he returns" and "How many people are interested in the bright moon poem", and the whole poem is intertwined with the scenery. Fei Mid-Autumn Festival looks at the poor moon, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and all kinds of red mussels are precious.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon. Mi Fei (1051-1107) was born in Xiangyang.
Guan Bu is far away. He can write poems, especially calligraphy, which was well known in the Song Dynasty.
This poem quotes two folklores. First, it is said that the propagation of pearls is related to the profit and loss of the moon. When the moon is full, mussels are pregnant with pearls; 2. Folk custom month consists of seven treasures, which are often practiced by 82,000 households in the world. In this way, the legendary moon-missing adds a mythical color to the Mid-Autumn Moon, making it more charming.
Word: Mid-Autumn Festival, full moon with silver plate hanging high, jade rabbit rising, full moon like water, short full moon, short full moon and sparse stars.
6. Four ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
Four ancient poems about Mid-Autumn Festival:
1, Chang 'e-Tang-Li Shangyin
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Interpretation: the candle shadow is deeply reflected on the mica screen, the galaxy is sinking and the morning star is fading. Chang 'e regrets being lonely and stealing the elixir. Facing the blue sea and blue sky, I miss the world day and night.
2, "Fifteen nights full moon to Du Langzhong"-Tang-Wang Jian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Interpretation: Crows inhabit the snow-white trees on the ground of the courtyard, and the autumn dew silently wets the osmanthus in the courtyard. People are looking up at the bright moon in the sky tonight. I wonder whose home Qiu Si's love belongs to?
3. Mid-Autumn Moon-Song-Su Shi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Interpretation: As night falls, the clouds are exhausted, the human world is full of cold, the Milky Way is silent, and the bright moon is idling, just like a jade plate. Every Mid-Autumn Festival night in my life, the moonlight is mostly covered by clouds, and I rarely encounter such beautiful scenery as today. It is really hard to get! But where shall I go to enjoy the moon next Mid-Autumn Festival?
4. Mid-Autumn Moon-Song-Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
Interpretation: Under the moonlight, the shadow of buttonwood moved unconsciously with the passage of time. On this reunion night, it still faces the corner alone. Now Chang 'e in the Moon Palace is not without regrets. After all, she was only accompanied by the lonely moon palace and the lonely osmanthus tree.
5. "Looking at the Moon on Twelve Nights in August"-Song-Yang Wanli
Just near the Mid-Autumn Festival, a cloud of ice hung on the crow's green curtain.
Suddenly I feel that this night, Yuan is not sticky and walks alone.
Interpretation: Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is full moon, like an ice tray hanging on a crow-blue curtain. Suddenly I feel that the moon tonight is traveling alone in a space isolated from the sky.
6, "Silent Night Thinking"-Tang Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Interpretation: The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was frosted. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.
7. What are the ancient poems and poems about Mid-Autumn Festival?
Selected poems of Mid-Autumn Festival
Mid-Autumn Festival
(Tang) Lipu
When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent;
A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;
The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him;
Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.
Play with the moon on August 15th.
(Tang) Liu Yuxi
Tonight the sky will wash the world again.
Summer retreats and autumn retreats.
The stars are shining and the breeze is bright.
What can change the human world is Yujing in You Ran.
Prelude to Water Melody
(Song) Su Dongpo
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happy drinking. Drunk, writing this article, pregnant.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?
I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
It's too cold up there! Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Festival moon
(Song) Su Shi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Taichangyin
(Song) Xin Qiji
A round of autumn shadows turned to golden waves, and the flying mirror was re-ground.
Ask Heng E about wine: What should I do if I am cheated by white hair!
Riding the wind, Wan Li is in the sky,
Overlooking the mountains and rivers Go dancing in Guangxi. Human nature is clearer.
Taiwan Province folk songs:
Reflections on Mid-Autumn Festival Tourism
Look at the geese in a lonely shadow, and miss the mink in a thousand miles; The autumn in my hometown recalls the bright moon, and the night terrors in foreign countries.
My hand hasn't climbed over osmanthus, so it's still a banana; Climb the stairs to make a sad contribution and look at the western sky and the sea.
Homesickness on a moonlit night
The stars are thin and the moon is cold, and the milky way is quiet;
Where is Wan Li's Shanjia? I have a lot of worries when I come at night.
suffer
In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs high in the center of the sky and there is silence; Sleepy eyes,
As if in a dream; Living everywhere is restless, and my hometown is in my heart;
Suffering is like burning the heart of a king.
Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry —— Poetry of Han and Wei Dynasties
1, ancient poem: bright moon with night light
The bright moon shines that night, promoting the singing of the East Wall.
Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, and the stars are vivid.
Thousands of years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes.
In the woods of Qiu Chan, the mysterious bird died peacefully.
Yesterday, I was a friend of the same family, holding high and shaking six purlins.
If you don't want to join hands, you will abandon me like a relic.
There is a fight between the north and the south, and the morning glory does not bear the yoke.
What's the use of not having a solid name?
2. Ancient Poetry: Bright Moon, He Jiaojiao
Moon how bright, shine on my bed.
Too sad to sleep, wandering around in clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early.
Who should you sue when you leave home alone?
Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
Step 3 complain about songs
Newly cracked, fresh and clean as frost and snow.
Cut into acacia fans, round like the bright moon.
In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come, and the coolness will take away the heat.
If you give up your donation, your kindness will be lost.