Which ten poems do you think are the most beautiful?

1, the waterspout sang Su Shi like a flower but not like a flower, and no one repented. On the road from home, I thought, heartless and thoughtful. 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 flower flying away, and I hate that the West Garden is difficult to compose. Where are the traces of falling flowers after the rain in the morning? A pool of duckweed is broken. 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. It doesn't seem to be flowers, but a little tears. 2, the bridge fairy Qin Guan is smart, the flying stars pass on grievances, and the silver is dark. When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, day and night. 3. The tallest building is covered with old worries and blushes. Remember for a long time, swim shoulder. The skirt covers the stockings and peach blossoms, and the thin shirt lightly fans the apricot blossom building. Travel several times, get drunk several times, stay several times. Unexpectedly, the spring breeze is broken. Unexpectedly, the clouds also dispersed. Old days are easy, but hate is hard to pay. Bees don't understand people's sufferings and swallows don't understand people's worries. When will the old love be over? 4. Let a handmaiden, the son of Cui Jiao, Wang Sun, follow in his footsteps, and Green Pearl shed tears. Xiao Lang was a passer-by as soon as Houmen entered the sea. 5. Untitled Li Shangyin's star last night, the wind last night, in the west of the studio and the east of the cinnamon room. Although my body doesn't have Cai Feng's wings, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn passing through the spring wine. When it warms me, I will remind you how to bet. There, we roll dice in groups under the crimson light. Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. 6. Thinking of Yuan Zhen, eternal amber, once the sea was difficult for water. Looking back at the flowers, I was lazy, and I was a monk. 7. Farewell, affectionate Du Mu, seems to be heartless forever, but I can't laugh to death. Candles have a heart to say goodbye, and I cry for others until dawn. 8. In the dark night, Li Yulin Xie Chunhong was in a hurry, 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. 9. Yulouchun Ouyang Xiuzun deliberately said the date of return before, not to mention that Chunrong was miserable first, and life was naturally infatuated. This hatred has nothing to do with romantic. Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. At the beginning of the spring breeze, it is easy to see all the flowers in Los Angeles. 10, Yan's colorful sleeves politely held the jade clock, but she was drunk in those days. We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night. Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream. Actually, it's a lot. .................