Lonely geese (parallel order) It is common for the world to write plum poems. Try to write an article, but know that the preface doesn't match the last one.
A paper tent on a rattan bed sleeps. I can't say it, and I don't have any good ideas. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, which brings my feelings like water. Xiao in the third lane, Mei's heart is broken, how many Chun Qing.
The wind is blowing and the rain is rustling. Hurry again, a thousand tears. Bagpipers go to Yulou, heartbroken people lean on it. A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.
Full-court cream
The small pavilion hides the spring, the idle window locks the day, and the painting hall is infinitely deep. The seal is burnt out, and the shadow falls on the curtain hook. It is better to plant Jiang Mei by hand, so why go upstairs in the water? No one arrived, lonely and muddy, He Xun was in Yangzhou.
Never, knowing rhyme wins, embarrassing rain, not resistant to the wind. Whose flute blows out deep sorrow. Don't hate incense to eliminate snow, be sure to guide, sweep away traces and stay. It's hard to say, it's still romantic when the night is bright and full of shadows.
Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
Red crisp is willing to beat Qiong Yao to pieces. The exploration south branch has not been fully opened. I don't know how much incense I used, but I can see that it is infinite.
The Taoist priest languishes at the bottom of the spring window. Bored, depressed, worried. If you want a drink, you can come and have a rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.
Yujiaao
Spring is known in the snow. Cold plums are moist and delicate. Face half open, charming and moving. In court. Jade bath new makeup.
Nature may be intentional. So, teach the bright moon a little more exquisitely. * * * The reward is Shen's green ant. Don't stop getting drunk. This flower is not comparable to the flowers in the group.
Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy
In the heavy snow every year. I often indulge in plum blossoms. It's no good running out of plum blossoms. Win clothes and clear tears.
This year, the ends of the earth. Flowers grow on the temples. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.
Nangezi
The milky way turns in the sky, and the curtain on earth hangs. Cold pillow with tears. Let's talk about Luo Yi again. What a night this is.
The emerald lotus is small, and the golden lotus root leaves are thin. Old weather, old clothes Only when feelings are different from those in my hometown.
Fang Ting, Andhadhun
Grass pond, green courtyard, screen window, cold in the evening. □□□□ Golden lock, tube is guest BE37. Loneliness respects the front seat, but □, the ends of the earth. Whether you can stay or not depends on yourself.
At that time, there were still fragrant sleeves, and tea was divided into living fire. □□□□□□□□□ Dragons are proud of horses and have good running water. Don't be afraid of the wind and rain, just weigh the wine and cook it. Now, it's not like before
Yujiaao
The sky met clouds and fog. The galaxy wants to turn to Qian Fan. As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor. Smell the sky. Ask me politely where I'm going.
I report the long road before sunset. Learn poetry. There are amazing sentences. 90,000 Li Fengpeng is a positive move. Let the wind stop. Pengzhou blew away three mountains.
well
Always remember the sunset in Xiting. Shen Zui doesn't know the way home. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. Fight for crossing. Fight for crossing. Frightened, all the egrets in the shallows flew away.
well
The rain stopped suddenly last night. Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Guess what? Guess what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Dolly (singing white chrysanthemums)
The small building is cold and the night curtain is low. Hate rustling, heartless wind and rain, rubbing Qiongji at night. Unlike, the imperial concubine is drunk, and unlike, Sun Shou is sad. Han Ling steals incense, Xu Niang gives fragrance, and Mojiang doesn't write novels. Take a closer look at Qu Ling, its charm is just right. When the breeze rises, the fragrance will be clear and the weight will not decrease.
Autumn is fading, the snow is clear and the jade is thin, which makes people feel infinite nostalgia. It seems to be sad, Gao Han is relieved, it seems to be tears and a poem. There is a cool breeze in the month, the smoke is dark and the rain is dark, and the heavenly religion is gaunt and graceful. I don't know how long I will stay from now on. Good human feelings, why remember more, Zepan Dongli.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The wind is soft, but it is still early spring. The shirt was in a good mood at first. I feel slightly cold when I sleep. Plum blossoms burn on the temples.
Where is my hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. Burn while lying in the water. The fragrance and smell of wine have not disappeared.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The sound of returning flood broke rinspeed. It's snowing in the back window, and the smoke is straight out. The bottom of the candle is bright. Women are better than men.
The sound of the trumpet urges the dawn to break. Dawn returned to the bull's eye. It is difficult to see flowers in spring. The west wind keeps the old cold.
Huanxisha
Xu Mo Cup is dark amber. Melt before you get drunk. □□ The wind should be late.
The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, and the cold golden bun is loose. Wake up, time and space are red for candles.
Huanxisha
The idle window in the yard is deep in spring. The heavy curtains didn't roll and sink. Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre.
The distant mountains urge dusk, and the breeze blows and rains lightly. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.
Huanxisha
Idle spring and cold weather. The jade stove is full of water and smoke. Dream back to the mountain to hide flowers.
Haiyan will mow the grass in the future, and the rivers and seas have crossed the willow cotton. Wet the swing at dusk.
Memories of oral sex on the phoenix platform
The fragrance is cold and golden, turns red, and people don't comb their hair when they get up. Ren Baoyu hid himself and hung the curtain on it. I'm afraid I'll worry and hate it, but I don't want to say it. Thin this year, not dry wine, not sad autumn
In the Ming dynasty, I went back to Yangguan for thousands of times, and it was difficult to stay long. Watching Wuling Spring Festival Gala, the clouds lock the building, remember the green water in front of the building, remember me, and stare at me all day. Looking at this place, counting from now on, some new worries.
a plum blossom
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 geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Bloom is full of flowers and flowing water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Tears wet Luo clothes full of powder. "Four Folds at Yangguan", sung all over Qian Qian. The long mountain of humanity is broken again. Mix Yuwei Wengu Hall
Farewell, hurt, confused. Forgot to leave, the wine is deep and the wine is shallow. So as to pass the audio book to the geese. Donglai is not as far as Penglai.
A butterfly in love with flowers
The weather is warm, sunny and windy. Liu Yanmei Gilles has felt the heartbeat of spring. Who dabbles in wine and poetry? Tears melt powder, and the buds are heavy.
Try sewing a shirt with gold thread at first sight. The pillow on the mountain is inclined, and the pillow is damaged by the hairpin. There is no good dream when you are alone with deep sadness. Midnight is still cut off by snuff.
Quail day
Lock the windows in cold weather. Indus should hate night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken.
Autumn has passed, and the days are still long. Zhong Xuanhuai is much more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.
Konakayama
Spring has come to Nagato, with green grass. The seeds in Jiang Mei are broken, but they bloom unevenly. Yun Lan cage grinds jade into dust. Leave a dream, break a spring.
The shadow of the flowers weighed heavily on the door. It was a beautiful night when the curtains were closed and the moonlight was bright. I lost to Dong Jun three times in two years. Returning also means spending the spring.
The resentment of the prince and grandson
There are boundless waves on the lake. Autumn is dusk, red is thin, and fragrance is less. Water, mountains and mountains are close to each other, inexhaustible, and infinite.
Lotus seeds are old. Green dew washing, Pinghua Cao Ting. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.
Linjiangxian
The language is "deep in the courtyard" and its sound is old Linjiang Xian. \\
The courtyard is deep and the clouds and windows are often foggy. The calyx of willow-tip plum gradually became distinct. Spring returns to Liling tree, and people are far from the city.
I feel how much the moon sings, but now I am old and have accomplished nothing. Who is more pitiful and who is more haggard? It's boring to try the lights and I'm not in the mood to walk in the snow.
Zui Hua Yin
The fog is thick and the clouds are always sad. Renao Xiao Jin Animal Festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Put wine in the east after dusk. And Dimfragrance and sleeves. Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, people are as thin as yellow flowers.
within walking distance
The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain. I remember for a long time that after begonia blooms, it is the season of hurting spring.
The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright. The dream was miserable, and I cried F774.
Complain about one's feelings
Come to Shen Zui late at night to remove makeup. Plum calyx is attached with residual branches. Wake up after drinking, sleep in the spring, dream away.
People are quiet, and the moon is lingering. The green curtains hung down. More time-consuming and more fragrant.
Xiangzi
Grass can fly. Stunned by the phoenix tree. There is a deep sorrow on earth and in the sky. Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times. You come and I go, don't meet.
I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor. Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy.
The ugly slave of Tian Zi.
Who planted banana trees in front of the window, the atrium is full of shade. The atrium is overcast. Leaves leaves warm the heart, comfortable and affectionate.
Sad pillow night rain, a little light rain. Drop by drop. Worried about hurting northerners, not used to listening.
Qin Yi goose
Lin. Ye Ping in the chaotic mountains is full of smog. The smoke is very thin. The crow returns and smells the horn at dusk.
The fragrance has been broken, and the wine has been left. The west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall. It's autumn in Wutongluo, and it's very lonely.
Nian Nujiao (Chun Qing)
Depressed courtyard, oblique wind and drizzle, heavy doors must be closed. Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather. Writing a poem is a leisurely taste. When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries.
It was chilly in the spring for a few days upstairs, and curtains were hung on all sides, so the jade work was unintentional. Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad. Clear dew and morning flow, new tung is introduced at the beginning, and how much spring comes. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the smoke is filled, but today the sun is brighter.
Yongyule
Where are people when the sunset melts into gold and the clouds merge? Dyed willow smoke is thick. Playing the flute complains, what is the meaning of spring? Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems.
Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.
Wulingchun (Spring Festival Evening)
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. Tears flow first when you want to talk.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid I'm going boating in Shuangliu. Can't move, a lot on my mind.
Hate the prince and grandson (spring dusk)
Dili Spring Festival Gala. Heavy doors and deep courtyards. Before the grass steps, the geese rest at dusk. Who handed the letter upstairs? There is no end to hatred.
Affectionate nature is more annoying. Hard to give up and cold food. Swing alley, people are quiet at the beginning of the moon. Soak pears.
Changshoule (Nanchang Birthday)
Xiao Han should wait. Looking at the sun, six leaves, the first steps. I love the scenery and want to hang hibiscus, but I can't find the silver arrow. On this occasion, the pearl on the palm of your hand is cut. For Rongshu, this is a good couple. Up to now, every day is a noble.
Glorious, step by step, forbidden, gold medals and green ribbons. Tang Di became attached to Yin, being a tiger and a bear, and dividing the river is more valuable. Kuang Qingyun was close at hand and reunited with Cheng Ming at dusk. Look at the colorful clothes, ashamed of jade. I wish you a long life.
Dead Hua Lian (last call to relatives)
There is not much joy at night. Empty dream of Chang 'an, recognize Chang 'an Road. In order to report a good spring this year. Flowers and the moon should be photographed together.
Casual cups and plates are sloppy. The wine is delicious and sour, just like a person's arms. Don't laugh when you are drunk. Poor spring is like a person getting old.
Slow voice
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. Gaunt, now who B62C pick. Looking out the window, how can you be alone? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence.
Red lips (boudoir thinking)
Lonely boudoir, an inch of sorrow in my heart. Xichun. When will it rain?
Leaning over, just not in the mood. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
Subtract Mulan
Sell flowers on your shoulders. I bought a spring flower. Tears dyed lightly and evenly. I still have traces of rosy clouds and dew.
Afraid lang would guess. Slave noodles are not as delicious as flower noodles. Yunbin Xie Chai. I want to show Longbi.
Spread happy sand.
It is easy to break gold. Cut into layers of jasper leaves, the expression and spirit are like Yan Fu, dazzling.
Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough. Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless.
Spread happy sand.
The disease begins with the rustle of the temples. Lying watching the broken moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea.
How easy it is to read with a pillow, and the scenery is better before the rain. Borrow more from people all day, osmanthus.
Partridge (Ginkgo biloba)
Charm and manners are not very good. If you respect the former, you can become a slave. Who pities the Jianghu? Jade bone's ice muscles don't want to wither.
Who taught you to pick a branch? It's too real to be drunk in Ming Di. The layman is really interested in breaking up and wants to sing two new flavors.
Linjiangxian (Mei)
The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are in late spring. Who are you haggard and spoiled for? Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi.
Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing. Who knows when the fragrance will blow out? Don't fatten apricot flowers on warm days and nights.
Ching Dynasty
It is forbidden to lower the hand, and the red film is cleverly protected, so it will monopolize the spring. Hua Rong is a pale D8F9, and everyone is naive. It took a lot of time to be exposed to the wind and put on new makeup. Enchanting and gorgeous, jealous of the wind and laughing at the moon, old Dong Jun.
East of the city, Mo Nan, originally a billiard hall baked on a sunny day, actually took the incense wheel. Who can succeed Chen Fang after the feast? The better Guangming Palace, the recent branches are more evenly distributed. Jin Zun fell down and put out all the candles, regardless of dusk.
Huanxisha
A bun hurts spring, and you are more careless in combing your hair. Plum blossoms are early in the evening breeze in the courtyard. Light clouds travel to and from the moon.
Jade duck smokes idle brain, Zhu Yingdou covers tassels. Rhinos can also keep out the cold.
Huanxisha (Guiqing)
Embroidered curtain lotus smiled. Duck wrapped in crab roe with fragrant cheeks. Oh, I don't know
On the one hand, it is charming, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful to send you. The moon moves and the shadow comes back.