Bu operator
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 the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky. At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live, and the maple leaves in Wujiang River fall.
Youboluo Ji Xiang Temple
I have lived in the frog fish town for two years, and I like to watch wheat vomit in the morning. The east wind is swaying, the green is swaying, and the first day is bright yellow. The spring mud is knee-high, and the autumn valley begins to grow. Who says Wan Li has no friends? I was ecstatic to see these two beautiful women. Three hills hold a small monastery, and a thunder turns loose and cool. It is necessary to provide water for mortar grinding and increase dams with phase veins. It's raining and snowing, and I can smell bran vaguely. When you sip white clouds, you will taste the fragrant cross. It's not just to recommend antique, but to make it really first-class. The poem will definitely come down when it is full of laughter. The scholar said that the food is really delicious.
Five Poems by Jiang Yue (Ⅰ)
As soon as the mountain spits out the moon, the jade pagoda lies in the sky. Just like the West Lake outside Jin Yong's gate. The ice wheel is wide across the sea, and the incense mist enters the building. Stop fighting, stop fighting. Give me a glass of residue.