Strive for good officials for teenagers, and let teenagers see good flowers.
You saw the boss meet the flower tree, but you were not heartbroken.
2. After the rain
There are more sleepy people, and the lights are dim.
The rain on the bamboo shoots is very heavy, so blowing the curtains will shake it.
Step 3: apricot flowers
Go in and out of the right silver platform all year round, and return early every strange spring.
Shame apricot garden is in the scenery, and Tongzhou garden is also opened first.
4. "Send Two Lotte Songs"
Who is old Lei Zhen? Only when Uncle Bao still pities me,
Self-preservation has not participated in * *. When the mountains enter the White House and the sand garden at dusk, the tide breeds the sea and wild ponds in spring.
When the old man is happy, he is only disappointed, and the two places hurt each other.
On the theory that talent has nothing to do with life, Feng has an article with a crown. Bones are still engraved when they are sold.
The wound didn't stay, and he was shot again. The head of the sword has been folded, although the T word is just as hard.
Luo Chashi, a student who dropped out of school, has been in trouble all his life.
5. Pearl-picking trip
The sea is bottomless with pearls, and pearl pickers are sentenced to death. Ten thousand people will get a pearl when they are sentenced to death.
Where is the man who bought the footman? Collect pearls every year to avoid people. This year, the pearl was picked by Poseidon.
Poseidon died picking pearls, and the pearls were empty. Beads belong to the sea, and the sea belongs to God.
God picks on himself today, let alone people.
Step 6 weave women's poems
Why is the weaver too busy, and the silkworm wants to be old after lying down for three times?
Silkworm sacred algae have become silk, and silk tax was levied at the beginning of this year.
Early recruitment is not a bad official, but last year's business.
Recruit people to suffer, and the Lord respects the curtain.
Silk reeling is still hard and difficult to weave.
The boss has a white daughter and can't get married to solve the problem.
There are spiders on the ground on the hairspring curled in front of the eaves.
I admire him for solving the fate of the sky and weaving the net into the void.
7. "Tian Jia Ci"
The cow sizzled, and Tian did. Knock on the cow's hoof, and the official grain will be planted.
In the past 60 years, the war has been raging, and the monthly grain trucks have been rolling. One day, the loyalists collected sea clothes,
Drive cattle and eat beef. When you come back, you get two horns and recast the hoe and plow into pounds? .
My aunt is going to lose her job. If there are not enough positions, she will sell the house. I hope the official will win and reply as soon as possible.
When the farmer dies, there are cows and calves, and they don't send officials or rations.
8. Five Miscellanies
This year, the cold food has no light, and the night has invaded the bed.
I remember that there are two articles attached to it, deep jade and dark fragrance.
Flower cage micro-moon bamboo cage smoke, 100 feet of silk rope hanging on the ground.
Remembering that two literati were quiet, they secretly taught peach leaves to send swings.
Cold and shallow light around the cloister at night.
Remember to play hide-and-seek before and after the small building.
Pomegranate is like a fire leaf, and the brick steps are half brushed.
I remember I was covered with two strips, and I was covered with flowers and plants leaning against the new curtains.
The spring ice of Bibo Lake disappears, and the shadow seems to be there.
I remember that my coat was very thin and the clouds on my head faded red and crisp.
9. Spring Cicada
I returned to Japan from the East, tired of the bitter sound of spring pigeons. Poetry pities chemical industry, not spring cicada.
On the mountain road, the mountain is deep and uneven. Spring and autumn are similar, and insects sing a hundred times.
The wind is not rhyme, boiling like soup. There is no sunrise phoenix, so I am ashamed to compete with trivial matters.
It's raining in the sky, running towards the Hunhe River and leaning against the sea. Clean up the fashion, and then it's inscrutable.
10, planting bamboo
In the past, the public always pitied me. Qiu Lai recalled his bitter experience and looked at the bamboo planting hall.
The color of the lost land changes, the roots are damaged, and the branches and leaves remain. The breeze is still lingering, and the sky is high.
Cicadas sing twilight scenes, jumping frogs gather in silence. Dust day and night, clouds alone.
Dan Qiu believes that the cloud is far away and is in the altar. Who will be surprised by the cold when the grass is green in winter?
Poor and graceful, green hills one by one? 9.* * * This is a big deal.