Ling Bo doesn't cross Hengtang Road. But after reading it, Chen Fang left. Who is the golden flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a Zhu Hu with a locked window. Only spring.
Know where it is.
Dusk in Gao Heng, Ran Ran, Yun Lan. The new topic of crayons is heartbreaking sentences. How much leisure do you have? Yichuan Tobacco, Mancheng Feng Xu, Plum Blossom Yellow
It is raining.
Liu Yong, an iris
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one will sit at the table with nothing to say. Quasi-handle
Being drunk is a song about wine, but being happy is boring. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Xiao Yu
Entering the ninth place, Zheng Yu fell to the ground.
Jade flute fu, acacia broken soul singing
Yin Hongyan
Drums and the rustle of souls,
Jade-faced fish drunk Kyushu.
If a beautiful woman becomes famous,
How does white hair show the world dust?
monument
Qingming du mu
During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
Qingming Yu Wang
No flowers, no wine, crystal clear, and the taste is bleak like a wild monk.
Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and the window was separated from the desk lamp by a layer.
Qingming Huang tingjian
Peach and plum laugh at the festival, and Noda wasteland is only sad.
The thunder stung the snake, and the grass trees in the suburbs were soft after the rain.
People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death and wait unfairly.
A wise fool knows who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum.
Qingming gaozhu
There are many tombs in the North and South Mountains, but Tomb-Sweeping Day is different.
Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
At sunset, the fox sleeps on the grave. At night, his children smile at the lamp.
If you have wine in life, you have to drink it, and a drop does not reach Jiuquan.
At a banquet at the home of Taoist Mei Meng Haoran
I was lying in bed in the Woods, sad that spring was coming to an end, and I lifted a curtain on the flower path.
A shining bluebird called me to the residence of the Korean pine elf.
What kind of flame is his golden crucible? Peach trees are in bud! .
Also because he held his youth in his face, the rosy flowing wine! !
On Qingming Day, Wei Shi was sent to demote Qian Zhou Bai Juyi.
Lonely Qingming Day, depressed Sima family.
Leave porridge and cold porridge, and cook new tea on the fire.
No wine, no flowers.
Move south. Where? This place is far away.
Bai Juyi watched prostitutes dance and listened to guest poems in Qingming Festival.
Watch Yan Ruyu dance and listen to poetry like gold.
Laugh from Xu, and the piano might as well sing.
Unfortunately, the spring breeze is old, and there is no doubt that wine is deep.
Send flowers and cold food, and feel at this time.
Bai Juyi in The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival
The wind is big, the moon is bright and the night is clear. Lan Hongxuan is a thorn in historians' side.
Walking around the cloister alone, listening to the stringed pipe and looking at the flowers in the dark.
On Qingming Day, I went to Laojun Pavilion to watch Los Angeles offer a Korean Taoist Bai Juyi.
Scenery, fireworks and Qingming, singing, crying, sadness and joy between cities.
If you don't follow Dongluo water, you will be buried in Beimang Mountain.
The bridge is full of horses and chariots, and the boat crossing is not idle.
The tomb was full of people, and Liaodong was disappointed to see the crane fly back.
Qingming is Meng Haoran's business.
Emperors value Ming, while people worry about themselves.
The sound of cars on the road is green.
Flowers grow out of grass, and warblers fly and butterflies play double reed.
Sitting in the empty hall, reminiscing about each other, drinking tea and chatting instead of getting drunk.
On Qingming Day, there was Zhang Ji from Xiwuqiao to Guayan Village.
It rains in Longmen at night and blows in your cave in spring.
Yu Ming is ashamed of his age. He is old. The old tourist left, and he was disappointed in Luochengdong.
During the Qingming Festival, Longmen visited Panli Bridge.
Clearly, all the doors will open. Luoyang Road is connected with Yichuan Que in the south.
Yan Yang rides the wind, and Tomb-Sweeping Day sees the bright moon.
Romeis is fragrant and her hair is covered with fur.
At the beginning of the cold food Qingming Day, Wangmen led into Liqiao.
Tourists flock to the good land and enter the beginning in the light.
On the sunny rainbow, flowers come with the early butterflies. Riding in glory, blowing light ash.
Tomb-Sweeping Day, the night banquet Ningwang Shanchi, Zhang said it was a flying word.
Today's Qingming Banquet, the beautiful scenery cherishes Fang Fei. Flowers are swaying and beautiful warblers are flying.
Green beads preach songs and Hongqiao dances flags. The wind is biased, and the drizzle does not touch the clothes.
Manner is like changing fire, spring goes and spring comes.
Qingming Banquet Si Xun Liu Langzhong Zuyong
Tian family has a close relationship with ministers, and eating, drinking and having fun are not enemies of family.
Make friends with a long history and take Germany as your neighbor.
Flowers cover the ground in front of the eaves, and birds peep at bamboo outsiders. Why do you live in Taoyuan?
After Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went to the city to see Liu Changqing.
After the scenery is clear, Yunshan is in sight. Flowers bloom like the old days, and new smoke comes from thousands of wells.
There is no space in the grass, and the river flows to the sky. Where is Chang 'an? Point to the sunset.
Qingming pays homage to Wei brothers.
Cold food recipes are sickly and make me homesick. There are fireworks everywhere in Qingchuan.
Apricot porridge is still delicious, and elm soup has been slightly fried. I only hate Yan and spend this glorious year.
1. We said goodbye to each other sadly, and our two officials walked in opposite directions.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor. (Farewell the viceroy to Shu)
Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai: "Send a friend"
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to drink more wine. It makes no sense to go out to Yangguan in the west. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
5. When it's cold and rainy at night, Chu Mountain will see the guests off. (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)
6. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. (Gao Shi: "Don't move big")
7. Peach Blossom Lake thousands of feet is not as good as a gift from Wang Lun.
8. Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. (Li Bai: Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou)
9. We watched him go east through the tower gate, leaving only hoofprint behind him. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain.
The end of the world is short, the corner of the sea, and close friends are half scattered. Let's say goodbye to Meng Han after a spoonful of turbid wine tonight. (Li Shutong: Farewell)