All Li Yu's poems

On September 10, I wrote a book.

When I wake up in the rain and autumn, I feel uneasy.

Yellow flowers are cold and not beautiful, and red leaves beat drums.

Back on earth, I can hate vulgarity, and I have not forgotten my affection.

Since the sideburns are all white, I'm surprised not to learn from An Ren.

Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion;Song of Youth

At the beginning of the evening makeup, there is snow, and the spring palace is filed.

Feng Xiao blew away the water and clouds, and pressed the song of dress.

Who smells better in the wind, drunk.

Don't dye the candles red when you come back, until you step on a horseshoe to clear jathyapple.

Autumn warbler

The warbler knows nothing about autumn, but swims through the secluded forest alone.

The old tongue leans its ears in every way, and a little dark yellow enters the smoke stream.

Live late, share the same sorrow with Lu, be clear and bright, and be broken to the ground.

I don't even want to stay home, which shows China's sadness and sadness.

The starting point of disease is gables.

Shanfang's initial illness is mild, and the towel is brown, which is called leisure.

As soon as the stove is turned on, the fire will warm up deeply and a new stream will flow out of the ditch.

For the time being, Peng Juan 'an is rotten. In the end, Zong Yuanwen has no life.

Who can be tired of dust, greedy fish and dragons build a strong name.

Genglouzi

Plantagenet hairpin, pink face, meet in the flowers. Know what I mean, sympathize with you, you must ask for it.

Fragrance is an ear, wax is a tear, like the hearts of two people. Pillow fatigue, kam cold, sleep more disabled.

(When it comes to writing, it's dry)

Genglouzi

Wicker is long, spring rain is fine, and flowers leak. Startled the geese, rose from the city, and drew a golden partridge.

The fragrance is thin, the curtain is heavy, and Xie Ting is melancholy. Red candle on the back, embroidered, long dream without knowing.

(When it comes to writing, it's dry)

Endless desire

A cloud (vortex), a jade shuttle, a thin shirt and a pair of light snails.

There are many autumn winds, and the rain is mild. There are three bananas outside the curtain, and the night is long.

Twenty brothers of King Deng were sent from Xuancheng, Mu Yi.

Wei Qingge was even more delayed, so he stopped pouring wine.

The waves invade the sorrow and the light ripples, and the chaotic mountains congeal and hate the color.

What is your passion? I want to go to the west on a dry day.

There are many cigarettes and rivers at hand, so there is no need to embrace heavy sadness.

Crossing Zhongjiang and looking at Shicheng, I cried.

Jiangnan jiangbei hometown, 30 years dream.

Nowadays, Wuyuan Palace is neglected, and Guangling Taidian is desolate.

The clouds are full of sorrow, and the rain hits the boat and tears flow.

There are four brothers with 300 mouths. I can't just sit back and think.

Lyrics

Beads are precious in front of you, and flowers are withered in the world. I didn't hate it in my heart, but I missed.

Jade barnyard grass is still full of medicine, and the incense has been stained with dust. There will be feelings before and after the funeral, and there will be no tears when touching the towel.

Beauty is like a fragrant tree, but the dangerous road is similar. It is sad to practice spring, but it is also bitter and rainy.

Where is the beauty now? It's all gone. Nowhere to ask, the Millennium thanks the east wind.

Mourning poem

It is difficult to get rid of eternal thoughts, and a person is very painful. Loneliness in the rain and late autumn leads to an increase in diseases.

Swallow the wind before thinking, blindfolded to kill time. The empty king will miss me, and the poor son is left at home.

With emotional memories

I also saw the old branches of tung flowers, and the first floor was misty and rainy.

Who will be disappointed because of the aperture, and will not feel tearful.

The mountainous city is no longer charming, and the festival is not self-sustaining.

There was an old smoky moon that year, and the moths in Furong City cried.

Chinese plum

Diligent transplantation of land, curved threshold and small fence edge. * * * worry about the day, and you can't worry.

Clear the way against the wind and irrigate the cold spring by the moon. Unexpectedly, before and after the flowers, the moth eyebrows are incomplete.

Dong Jun knew nothing about the loss of the fireworks master. What's the use of incense? Last year.

Book spirit banquet towel

Floating and withered, the prime of life is lost. Handkerchiefs can smell the perfume that my wife used to use, and Lin Daiyu's black smoke left a little trace on the handkerchiefs.

Tree loquat

It is difficult to make a few tapestries when cutting shoulders. Sweet days leave phoenix tail, and the rest is the warmth in sandalwood trough.

Feel uncomfortable

After years of haggard, depression is good for self-injury. The wind invades the diseased bones, and the rain is suffocating.

The night tripod is only an antidote, and the moustache is half frosted. What is the frontier like? Who will ask the king of space?

Booking events in illness

Sick and strong, the banquet is fragrant and self-sufficient.

The bright moon shines in the secluded place, only to stir up medicine, and only birds come to the secluded courtyard.

The quack is too lazy to obey, and the little girl can't help it.

Ask an empty door to know the taste, or trouble will invade.

Give a gift to the people in the palace to celebrate their slaves.

The customs are getting old and ashamed of spring, and they are lost everywhere.

Thank you for your familiarity, and thank you for blowing your head with cigarettes.

After the title of Jinlouzi

The toothpick shaft is red, and RoyceWong's book is on fire.

If you don't lose face, you will get it today.

sentence

Far away, the morning glory is in the sun by the river. Hey, Huang Gu's daughter, far away.

Ying Kuang should hate, there are not many butterfly dances. ("Falling Flowers")

Let the moon in your hand and shake the wind. (Fan Yong)

Illness is like weakness, and I hate it for five years. (hereinafter referred to as "Notes on Medullary Law")

It is difficult to recover from a disease, and Xiao Dian's landing is quite ashamed.

Many dissenting Confucian classics far slightly sneer, static flow Ji Man bitter tour.

The temple is white from today, and the chrysanthemums are still yellow last year. (The following "Han Zhai Ming Tan")

There will always be death, and there will be a plateau in the drunken burial place.

Life is less than 100, and I just made a Millennium painting. ("Wild Guest Talk")

The sun reflects the thin clouds, and the autumn sky is high and deep. (Fragments in the Sea)

Wu Zhao began to shine, and dragons and candles fought for it. (Under "Kong Tie")

Condensed beads were covered with bare branches.

It's time to travel to the west, and the solemn cold is coming.

10% off fan mandarin fish, four fish.

Forget it.

Pour a bowl, prolong life, and get a deep reward.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past.

The small building blew eastward again last night.

The old country can't bear to look back on the mid-Ming Dynasty.

Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them.

Ask how sad you can be,

Like a river flowing eastward.

Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy

The wind returns to the yard, and the spring scenery continues.

After half a day's silence,

The sound of the bamboo crescent moon is still like that of the past.

The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over.

Candles are bright and fragrant, and paintings are deep.

The temple is full of frost and snow, which is hard to remember.

Langtaosha

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.

Not leaning on the fence, the vast mountains and rivers,

It's easier to see when it's not.

Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

Langtaosha

The past is only sad, but it is difficult to arrange the scenery.

Moss invaded the courtyard in the autumn wind.

A curtain of beads is idle, who will come all day?

Jin Jian has been buried and full of vitality.

On a cool night, the moonlight blooms.

I want to see the shadow of the jade palace and the pool, and the sky shines on Qinhuai!

("one truss" sentence: say "one term"; Jin Jian: When we are talking about the Golden Lock, we are also talking about the Golden Collection.

Black night cry

It was stormy last night, and autumn curtains rustled.

Candle residual leakage off-frequency pillow. You can't sit on an equal footing.

The world flows with water, which is a dream.

Drunk hometown road should be steady and frequent, unbearable.

Meet Huan

The flowers in the forest have withered,

Too hasty,

Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.

Cochineal tears,

Stay drunk (stay drunk),

When does it weigh?

Wei Diao Yu ni Huan

Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Meet Huan

Go to the west wing without saying a word,

The moon is like a hook,

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Keep cutting,

The reason is still confusing,

It's sadness,

It's not just the general taste.

help each other

Just after evening makeup,

Pay more attention to heavy sandalwood.

Show people lilacs,

A clear song,

Temporarily caused the cherry to break.

The sleeves can be dark,

The fragrant wort whirled the cup deeply.

The embroidered bed leans against the charming,

Chew Red Velvet,

Laugh at Tan Lang.

Huanxisha

The red sun is three feet high,

The golden furnace is the second perfumer,

Red brocade lichens wrinkle every step.

Beauty can dance for a while,

When the wine goes bad, smell the flowers,

Don't listen to the flute and drums in the temple.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Flowers, bright moon, dark cage, light fog,

Go to Lang's place today!

Well, socks smell good,

Holding gold shoes.

See you at the south bank of the painting gallery,

Always shivering at people.

It's hard for slaves to come out,

Teach you to be merciful

Linjiangxian

In spring, cherry leaves and butterflies fly in pink.

Zigui cries for the moon, Louxi,

The jade hook pulls the curtain, and the melancholy evening smoke hangs.

After the lonely people scattered in the doorway, the tobacco collapsed.

The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering.

Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi.

Sword and song

In the past 40 years,

Three thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

The dragon house in Fengge is connected with humble people.

Yushu Qiongzhi is a cigarette radish.

How many times have you known each other?

Once classified as a vassal,

Shen Yao killed Pan Bian.

The most hasty day is to resign from the temple.

Don't leave this song while the teaching workshop is still playing.

Drop (a "wave") tears to Gong E.

Midnight song

How can we avoid sadness and hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy alone!

The dream of the old country is back, and I feel tears falling down my eyes.

Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny.

The past is empty, still like a dream.

Coffee senna

Idle dreams are far away, and flowers bloom in the south.

On the boat, the river is stringed, and the catkins fly all over the city.

Kill the flower watcher!

Coffee senna

Idle dreams are far away, and the south is clear in autumn.

Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of the reed flower.

The flute is in the Moon Building.

Coffee senna

How much hate, in my dream last night.

Also like the old garden, the car is like flowing water in Ma Rulong;

Flowers and the moon are spring breeze!

Coffee senna

How many tears, broken face after horizontal H. ..

Don't worry about tears, Shengfeng will cry;

There is no doubt about heartbreak!

Santailing

Can't sleep, tired, get dressed and go out.

The autumn moon is cold and bamboo is cold, and the night wind cuts the window.

Pick mulberry seeds

Keywords pulley, jinjing, wutong night,

Several trees frightened autumn. Rain brings new sadness.

A hundred feet of shrimp must be in the jade hook.

Joan's window breaks two moths,

Looking back, I want to send a scale tour.

Jiuqu cold wave does not flow back.

willow branch

The amorous feelings are old and shy,

Feel the old tour everywhere;

Thank you, strip seems to know each other,

Strong vertical smoke blows on the head.

Xie xinen

Qin Lou didn't see the girl who blew the flute, so she went to the garden to see the scenery. Pink cherry is low and proud. The east wind bothers me. It makes me feel fragrant.

Joan window □ (original lack) dream of leaving the sunset, how long will you hate those years! The weeping willows are reflected outside the green trees. Meeting for a while is like dreaming.

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

Don't come in spring,

It's heartbreaking

Bricks and stones fall like snow,

I brushed it once and it was still full.

There was no sign of the geese coming,

Dreams are hard to come true.

Leave hate like spring grass,

Go further and live.

Ruan Langgui

Wang's twelfth brother

The east wind blows water every day, and spring is long and idle.

Lovelorn, drunk, drunk in a dream.

Her voice is silent and she doesn't make up at night. Who should make the whole thing beautiful?

I miss Zhu Yan and live alone at dusk.

Pick mulberry seeds

In front of the pavilion, the spring is full of beauty and the dance is falling.

When it rains in Mao Mao, it will open temporarily if you don't put down your eyebrows.

The green window is quiet and fragrant, and the fragrance is printed into ash.

Can endure feelings, want to sleep and dream.

Prank order

The deep courtyard is quiet and the small courtyard is empty.

Intermittent cold anvil intermittent air.

But the night is long and people can't sleep.

Count the moons to the curtain.

tease

Cloud temples, night makeup,

With hateful eyebrows, I am far away.

The fragrant cheeks are tender,

For whom do tears languish?

Old fisherman

A spring breeze, a boat, a cocoon and a light hook.

Flowers are full of Zhu, wine is full of Europe, and you are comfortable in the waves.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Walking leisurely in the pavilion at night, at first glance, it is clear, and it hurts the spring dusk early.

Counting the sound of rain and wind, hazy moonlight clouds come and go.

It's a dark spring day in Tao Li Yi, who is on the swing, laughing softly.

There are thousands of hearts in Qian Qian, and there is no place in the world.

Midnight song

It is better to look at flowers than to wait for old branches.

The light green jade is soft and clear, and the surface of the floating lamp is clear.

Why don't you laugh frequently and ban the garden for the Spring Festival Evening?

The drunkard's intention is not wine, but poetry has become an industry.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Penglai pavilion closes the rooftop girl, and the painting hall sleeps day and night without words.

Cui Yunguang threw the pillow and embroidered clothes smelled strange fragrance.

The hidden beads lock and move, feeling the dream of the silver screen.

With a slow smile on his face, he looks forward to it infinitely.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The rhyme of the copper spring is crisp and powerful, and the new sound moves slowly.

Eyes are black, eyes are flowing.

Rain clouds are deeply embroidered, and when they come, they will be harmonious.

No matter how empty the banquet is, the soul will lose its spring dream.

Xi Qian Ying

Xiao Yue falls, Sue, silent pillow.

Dream back to the grass and think of Yi Yi, the sky is far away and the geese are rare.

The warblers are whispering, the flowers are scattered, and the solitary painting hall is deep in the courtyard.

Red Hugh swept Iraq, leaving the dancers to return.

Ying tianchang

At the beginning of the month, the makeup mirror is hooked, and the cicada's temples are unintentional.

The heavy curtain is quiet, the floor is swaying and melancholy.

Willow dike grass path, dream broken pulley gold well.

I was sober last night and worried about treating diseases in spring.

essay

Zhou houzhi

Forever and ever, steaming people. Addiction wins, the battle between sorrow and joy. The fate of the house is touching. You are full of joy and sadness. SHEN WOO is a rabbit, and the hairy summer withers in spring. Years are long, so I forget the new. The scenery is ruined, and the world reads Sichuan. Foreign things are sympathetic, which still hurts the past. Dream of Gao Tang, Kualopu, build a flat air, pity the end of the ancient times. What's more, my heart is broken, and there is still room for sadness. Pale, what's wrong with killing this couple?

It's hard to catch up and it's not worth living in the world. Jade tears melt, but they are broken. Gentle and handsome, narcissistic, slim and beautiful, gracefu is blooming. Brilliance is not exquisite, clever or harmless. The vegetable gentry sneered, but be careful again. Surrounded by festivals, looking forward to a chapter. You will show your beauty with a smile. The cloud on the temple is a reminder, and the eyes are full of color. Love is full of the charm of spring, and love is fragrant. Its majestic appearance is extraordinary, comparable to gold. Graceful and innocent, teach many ways. Lonely loss. Where did you leave me?

Yan Er was in a good mood when she got married yesterday. The media didn't break their word and didn't go against their reports. Go back to your sister and invite you to the end. Salt will help you. Pitching concentrically is the way to plan ahead. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. What happened today? Don't tell me. Alas, the ambition is rebellious, and filial piety loves the whole. Careful and soft grip, force to break the dangerous words. I'm looking forward to my last love. I'm sad and I cry. What is the heart? Look at this mourning.

Absolutely gorgeous and easy to fade, and Liancheng is easy to brittle. Tolerance is drunkenness. It is comforting to believe in beauty and hunger. How ever, unite as one? Alas! A talented and artistic woman is also a good teacher. Use drama to convey talent and intelligence, and be good at chess. The charm is dominant, and the songs are lingering and soft. This is a quality, and strange things spread to China. Qiu Cui's every move made the tea fly. Love flies in the sky, thinking of clouds. Carry forward concealment and tighten luxury. Poor to the extreme, not lacking. Those who listened to the sound stopped, while those who listened to Da Le were very excited. The performance of the song came late, the story broke down and invited the dance, the players were quickly mobilized, and the merchants became feathers. Tanning is often adjusted, and the method is moved to the degree. This is a new moment to curb complexity. The old songs of Nishang are lost in the world, and they are lost in taste, which still hurts the Confucius family. The legacy of the old country is unbearable. I value its beauty, but I value its secret more. The law of degree is redundant, so it should be refined. Who is not a child, if I have a class. Today, you will die and you will never die. Alas! This is a beautiful place, and this is a fragrant wind. The extremes of things will be reversed, and it is difficult for people to agree.

I feel sorry for the cold and summer, but I'd rather stay at home. Alas! Everything is unintentional, and the wind and smoke are the same. Only the sun and the moon, cloudy and rainy. Things are still the same. Where are people? Quiet, where is it? Alas! A famous town, full moon hurts moths. Eyes always apart, no waves in the mirror. What is the emperor's heart? The sunset tree is gray and sad. I remember the past, and I had a lot of things to leave. The sound of silk and bamboo is quiet and fragrant. If you think lightly, you will get thinner and thinner. Alas! At dusk, there is no meeting. Emotional confusion, who will rely on it! The same is true of Wei in the past, and the people of Wei today are not as good as thinking. Alas! God is ruthless, and hatred is virtue; Take my son and ruin my room. When is the mirror heavy and the orchid fragrant? Alas! The sky is gloomy, warm and smoky. Emei is lonely, closed and sad. Alas! Sometimes the sun and the moon come and go. When the turtle is alive, the flag of Xiao Yan will be raised. The dragon has no axis to drive, and the golden house will never have the owner. Alas! Wood is in harmony with the wind, and birds are singing and flying. Hanging a lonely shadow is sad, but private pity is endless. Alas! There is love at night, why not mourn? If you are poor, you will get what you want, and this heart will be destroyed. There is no sound, no continuity, and God will never die. Alas! Sweet soul, boundless sky, where is the invitation? If the cloud road is not good, please convey my feelings to the alchemist! Alas!

Join the Song Taizu Conference.

I am a scholar of various schools, and I am really ashamed of my talent. Cultivate one's morality, cultivate one's morality. Educated in the shadow of my father and brother, I am happy to travel in the sun and moon. Thinking about chasing the nest and making dust, I long for the lofty righteousness of Qi Yi. Since I am sincere, I will sue the first gentleman. Because it is not a function word, many people know it. Almost the same, and it is the second time. In the past, people said that Chen Ke had learned a long and straight meaning so that he could manage state affairs and change his life quickly. And almost temporarily went to Zhang Yu, stay in Jianye, in a deputy position, have the right to supervise and take care of. Fear of Fogg is often self-motivated. Doesn't mean that the election is hard to punish, so I will be forced to bear it. Because of Gu Kentang, I dare not ruin sex.

However, I miss the 20 years when my ancestors landed on the river surface. I am tired and diligent in the middle, and I will think about it. Prince Ji, who will meditate from the inside, has made up his mind. Sejong urged both sides to go deep and talk about interests. And to show your respect for the emperor and sincere feelings, your majesty swore to his descendants to take pictures of him, so I will leave my post and invite my name. Since I am a member of the sect, I dare to forget my weight. Only Chen Jianjie went to Fengtianchao. If you say that you are a little easy to get excited, it is to blame the gods for not obeying their ancestors. It has been nine days since the life of the country was ruled by the party. What's more, your majesty is gentle and generous, tender and affectionate, and will be insincere and timeless. Away from the emperor, the old state caresses, feasts, and comes from Kangtai.

However, those who are worried, Wu Yueguo is very close to our land, almost deep, and I am still afraid that I can't defend my country or get into trouble. I will be strict with my work, I won't invade fishing first, so as not to cause trouble, and I will scratch my head. I'm also worried about being as smart as a spring tongue and having doubts about it. This is a heresy, a sneaky way. I am willing to look back at the candle and show right and wrong. Being a distant minister is safe and sincere.