Xin Qiji
Thousands of trees bloom at night in the East. Blowing down, the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Touch the fish
Xin Qiji
How many storms can you save? In a hurry, spring is back. Cherish spring for fear of early blooming, not to mention countless red flowers. Live in spring. See, there is no turning back at the end of the world. Hate spring and have no words. It's just diligent, and it's doing everything in Yogyakarta.
Nagato, quasi-quasi-rituals and mistakes. Moth eyebrows used to be enviable. A thousand dollars to buy each other is like buying a gift, but who complains about this situation? Stop dancing, can't you see that Yuhuan Yanfei is full of dust! Leisure is the hardest. Don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sunset is there, and the flowers are bright.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Yu Li
When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
Langtaosha order
Yu Li
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. Allred-rochow is too cold to stand. I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
A bell ringing in the rain
Liu Yong
Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.
Since ancient times, feelings have hurt and left, and the autumn season is even more worthy of being left out! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
A butterfly in love with flowers
Liu Yong
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 can rely on the meaning of silence.
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Meet Huan
Yu Li
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
Slow voice
Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
well
Li Qingzhao
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
Meet Huan
Yu Li
Hualin thanked Chunhong and hurried away, but the cold rain came early and the wind came late.
Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
well
Li Qingzhao
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Wulingchun
Li Qingzhao
The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
A cluster of plum blossoms
Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Zui Hua Yin
Li Qingzhao
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
Shuilongyin? The Second Rhyme of Zhang Zifu's Huayang Ci
Su Shi
Much like a flower, it seems that it is not a flower, and no one falls to the ground. Throwing it on the side of the road seems heartless, but it is full of affection. It was she who was injured, euphemistically confused, trying to open her mouth but closing it tightly. To go with the wind, to find a loved one, but also by the relentless call of the oriole.
I don't hate this kind of flowers falling completely, but I hate the West Garden, which is full of withered flowers. It rained without a trace, and a pool of ping broke. If the spring scenery is divided into three parts, two of them become dust, and the other part disappears when it falls into the water. Fine, it seems that it is not easy, it is a crystal tear.
Linjiangxian
Su Shi
After drinking Dongpo wine, I woke up and got drunk, and it seemed to be midnight when I came back. The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river.
I have hated this body for a long time. When will I forget the camp? The night was calm and the lines were flat. Since then, the boat has passed away, and Jiang Hai has sent the rest of his life.
Operator? Huangzhou Dinghuiyuan dwellings
Su Shi
The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Who saw you alone, Hong Ying.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
Jiangchengzi? On the 20th of the first month, Yi Mao remembered her dreams day and night.
Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Looking after each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears are expected to break the heart every year: moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Recently in love? Flowers wither, red and green apricots are small.
Su Shi
Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea!
Inside the wall, outside the wall, there is a layman, and inside the wall, there is a beautiful woman laughing. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
Operator? Plum blossom ode
Lu you
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Copy of
Lu you
Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine. Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.
Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!
Add a few fierce:
Sword and song
Yu Li
Over the past 40 years, my motherland has been covered with mountains and rivers for three thousand miles. Long Ta in Fengge, a cigarette in Yushu Qiongzhi. I've known him several times.
Once I was classified as a minister, I bent down and took time. The most hasty day is to resign from the temple, and there is still a farewell song in the teaching workshop. Tears for Gong E.
Niannujiao? Chibi nostalgia
Su Shi
The river of no return, a romantic figure with a long history. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang. Rock clouds break, waves beat the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up. As picturesque as a mountain, how many heroes there are at one time!
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. Feather fan nylon scarf, talking and laughing, lost in the smoke. Old country fugue, affectionate Ying Xiao Wo, early life in France and China. Things are like a dream, a bottle or a month.
Yujiaao
Li Qingzhao
The sky meets clouds, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance; It's as if the dream soul belongs to the emperor, and I smell the sky and ask where I belong.
I report that the road is long and there are amazing sentences in learning poetry; 90,000 Li Fengpeng lifts, the wind stops, Pengzhou blows away the three mountains.
Jiangchengzi? Mizhou hunting
Su Shi
I've been talking about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding pale on the right, wearing a gold hat and mink fur, riding a thousand troops to roll flat hills. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.
It doesn't matter if the chest is still open and the temple is slightly frosted after drinking wine. When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.