2. The feeling is stronger, the edge is like the wind, the brocade is slightly cold, and the cold sleeves help the sick.
3. Hold your hand and accompany you crazy; //Kiss your eyes deeply and stay with you forever. //Hold your hand and you will be weathered for a lifetime; //Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.
4. flying flowers and willows, dancing in beautiful skirts, many feelings are flying.
I like your smile and look at you quietly. My sadness flew away like a cloud.
6. Tianshan snow, Yuyu Qionglou, I don't regret this situation, and I am tireless in this life.
7. Why did I ask God's will when I was born?
8. In the middle of the night, Zita Law sat opposite, full of human fireworks.
9. Who let the string break and the flower fall on the shoulder, blurred.
10. When it comes to spring, the beauty is old and the flowers are gone.
1 1. When she was in bloom//Cuifeng's feathers were tied with a broom, and she freely swept the fallen flowers for the immortals.
12. If you have a tiger in your heart, smell the roses. After the feast, I was in tears.
13. Phoenix, who once played here, left without permission and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.
14. If you have a tiger in your heart, smell the roses. After the feast, I was in tears.
15. where is the prosperity of the vast land? Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.
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17. Fate is like the new green in the cup. Later, they went their separate ways, leaving tea stains, such as heavy, which never dispersed. I drank this unrequited love, but I couldn't cure it. What I said at the beginning was that one thought is related and the horizon is inseparable. But the wind and rain are so heavy that all the tenderness is wet, so there is no need to mention it again. The mirror is round and the clouds are open.
18. How can I feel that I am far away? Things are wrong, people are wrong, things are wrong, and the past cannot be traced.
19. Look at the clouds and waves on the cliff. The wind is rustling on the cliff, and pear blossoms are still falling as before.
20. Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.
2 1. As one grows old, one day is not a day, and one autumn is autumn. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and sad, the other is lying on the couch, the other is looking for a group of acquaintances in life, and the other is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.
22. I used to worry about the loss of Sanskrit, and I was afraid to leave the whole city when I entered the mountains. The world is safe, and I will live up to the Buddha.
23. If there is a sky, it will be a thousand years. Such as green water, lingering. At the end of the mountain, the earth will last forever.
24. Once a young woman dies in spring, it is difficult to know whether the flowers have fallen or died.
25. There is wind in the clouds, and there is me in the wind. What can I have? The cloud said to the wind, and the wind said to me, who can I tell?
26. Many times, you don't have to do it deliberately, you can face it calmly. If you laugh, the whole world will laugh with you, you give the world a ray of sunshine, and the world will give you a spring. You know, you're just walking on the road of the world. If nothing can be exchanged, persistence means persistence. Staying doesn't mean you still love; Leaving doesn't mean not loving. Getting is not necessarily lucky; Losing is not necessarily misfortune.
27. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.
28. Waiting for the fleeting time.
29. The fire sadly lit up the city this night. When the city that never sleeps dawns and the horizon darkens.
30. I constantly deny myself and affirm myself, and I keep growing. I hope this time I can bear everything and take care of your heart. I want to tell you that Zhong loves you all his life. This is not a promise, but a heartfelt wish. You will be a secret and sweet memory in my heart and an angel of my years.
3 1. After studying for a thousand years, heroes are full of poems. Like the clank of iron, it is forceful and ambitious. A heart-to-heart battle, half of the country, count the major events of the year and talk about it.
32. The adaptation of two people is an inner feeling, not a vision. Never ignore your inner feelings because you satisfy your vision.
33. A few parting words will make you late.
34. There was once a flower hidden in the leaves, and I walked through the snow several times in my dream.
35. The wind is blowing, the water is opening, the flowers are opening, and the bell is ringing at the corner of the cornice pavilion. Remember when you looked back and smiled, the whole city was fragrant for a hundred days.
36. You said that you were alone and paired with the mirror; Then there were three people on the road, and the years were long.
37. People who tie your shoelaces, make you eat fat, give you bangs, touch your head, look at you when you cry, don't fight back when you hit him, encourage you when you are tired, giggle at you, and keep in touch with you. Remember: you should cherish them.
38. When we were young, we were all expecting 18 years old. It seems that from then on, we are no longer young eagles under the plump wings of our mothers, nor ignorant children. It seems that from the day of adulthood, the whole sky is our own world, and there is no longer a thread pulling us behind. This is the freedom we want. However, it was not until we passed the age of 18 that we finally understood that our mother's hand had never held a thread, and that palm was the warmth we could never walk out of.
39. In the moonlight at night, there are stars outside the window. Always in such a cold and cheerless environment, I will think of a corner of the city, a moment of warm memories of a corner. It is so short, so sad, but never forgotten. Memories are lost in the years. You are a butterfly, but you never stay at my fingertips. Now, although I don't know if you can remember me, I think it's enough to remember you.
40. Life is as unusual as the first time.
4 1. I can't give you a million mansions, I can't give you a brilliant aura, I can only give you my sincerity.
42. Youth, we are just passers-by. Youth is still a hasty book. We sing softly, but we can't change the rotating rings. It turns out that in this journey, we are just a passer-by Although we passed here, we still didn't leave any footprints. Life like mineral water is like tiny sunshine among branches, like blue sky in summer. We didn't have time to cherish it, but it passed away before our eyes, leaving no trace.
43. The vicissitudes of life outside the door, the past inside the door
44. I am young, and so am I.
45. Bloom has two reasons to spend his old pride.
46. There is snow in Nantang, and the ground is silent.
47. I have heard that the sandalwood in your string songs is broken, and the stage of the dance pavilion is blown away by the wind. There is still a sound in the depths of the years. I once met you in the green hills. Hsinchu made a stick and painted purple on his temples. Cornus officinalis stepped on endless silk rain and picked up the snowflakes in Yanchuan.
48. How many beauties have been worn out and how many lovesickness pieces have been broken, leaving only blood, ink and tears. Beautiful classic sentences.
49. It's hard not to get old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
50. Open the HarmonyOS system, who is the lover? It's all about romance.
The most beautiful love poems (50)
A, pillow tears * * * before the rain, every window is about to drip. -Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Day, Love
Second, Hirayama interrupted thinking, and Zigui cried to land of silence. -Gao E's Jade Case, Silk is thicker than fog.
Third, there are not many wild goose characters, but many acacia characters. -Be careful "Sweep the flowers and go home on the 9th"
Fourth, Acacia has never been idle. It takes time and energy to curse you. -Shu prostitute "Queqiao Fairy, Promise in Words"
Fifth, beautiful women are lovesick independently. Thin sleeves bully cold bamboo. -Serina Liu's "Yulouchun Dongshan Tan Mei"
Six, a night of acacia, the water is shallow and thin. -the cat's "Little Red Lip, Yongmei Month"
Seven, Yun Lan without crossing, the sky is heavy. It is the center and heart of the lake. -Zhang Huiyan's "Jiang fills the West Lake Ci"
Eight, it is also a lovesickness, and the cold wave leaves dance red, which gives people a shake. -Wu Wenying's "When you are drunk, wake up the rain"
Nine, people go to swing the moon, the horse stops and the wind falls. -Wu Wenying's "Looking at Jiangnan, Twilight in March"
Ten, you can't see in the shadow, you follow the will of the light. -Fu Xuan's "Car in the Distance"
Eleven, send acacia, cold rain lamp window, hibiscus old courtyard. -Wu Wenying's "Night Banquet Du Qingqiu Feeling"
Twelve, acacia, youth is like a dream, take a trip to the gods. -Wen Tianxiang's "Man Jiang Hong and Mrs. Wang Man Jiang Hong Yun have several mountains of concubines"
Thirteen, Jun Anxi swam into Qin, willing to be a shadow with you. -Fu Xuan's "Car in the Distance"
14. When will Lang Jun arrive? I didn't want to see him from the beginning. -Shi Naian's butterfly lovers, a message from another mountain
Fifteen, you are at Tianyi Cliff, and I am long. -Jiang Yan's "Ancient Separation"
Sixteen, the car in the distance, Ma Yangyang, Yi Jun Xi can't forget. -Fu Xuan's "Car in the Distance"
17. I didn't understand a word. I flew from Junwanqu to Liang Chen Fei. -Li Bai's Night Sitting
Eighteen, Wu Tiyin, you stayed in my house drunk. -Li Bai's "Yang Rebel"
Nineteen, acacia missed, looking forward to the breeze. -Li Bai's "Folding Lotus"
Twenty, sadness is drifting away, and the distance is like spring water. -Ouyang Xiu, "Walking on the Sand, Waiting for Mei Can"
Twenty-one, the so-called Iraqis are on the water side. -Anonymous "Jia Jian"
Twenty-two, the sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . -Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc"
Twenty-three, women rely on their sons and husbands to live with a poor heart. -Zhang Ji's "Women's Complaints"
Twenty-four, spring thoughts are chaotic, and the party is heartbroken. -Hui Hong's "Chitose, Half-length Off-screen"
Twenty-five, every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water. -Bai Juyi's "Lotus Picking Song"
Twenty-six, spring has returned, look at the beauty's head, a wisp of spring banners. -Xin Qiji's Han Gongchun beginning of spring Day
Twenty-seven, advise you to come to your hometown often, which is no sorrow or hate. -Yan's "Jade Tower Spring Carving Saddles and Living as a Warbler"
28. Cover my tears and listen to your songs. -Li Bai's Night Sitting
Twenty-nine, regret being a businessman's wife, doomed to be a fickle husband. -Xu Zaisi "Yangchun Qu is always in my heart"
Thirty, I miss you like water, and I can smell sobs for a long time -"From the King" forever.
Thirty-one, the West Garden is limited to acacia trees, and plum blossoms are difficult to wait for Haitang. -Yuan Haowen "Partridge Sky, Waiting for Pavilion Lights to Send Cool Rain"
Thirty-two, the clear water is boundless, and beauty is not hollow. -Li Bai's "Sending Wang Hanyang in Early Spring"
Thirty-three, the willow color is covered with golden phoenix, the hand lightly pounded red beans, and the green moths are affectionate. -Ning He's "Fairy Willow Flower golden phoenix"
34, in and out of your arms, shaking the breeze. -Ban Jieyu's "Songs of Complaint"
Thirty-five, acacia peach pit is hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else. -The article "Two Southern Songs/New Poems"
Thirty-six, the waning moon goes out, and beauty speaks with tears. -Wei Zhuang's One Night in the Red Chamber by Bodhisattva Man.
Thirty-seven, I used to watch Huang Ju say goodbye to you, but now I listen to Xuanchan, but I return. -Liu Yuxi "The First Smell of Autumn Wind"
Thirty-eight, easy to die without dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. -Na Lanxingde's "Death to Hua Lian, No pains, the most pity for the sun and the moon"
Thirty-nine, stay here, can't bear to touch before and after drinking. -Su Shi's "He Xinlang Summer Scene"
Forty, I hate the afterglow, but I don't know Jun Jun. -Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva"
Forty-one, the moonlight enters the tall building, and you are homesick. -Qiu Jin's "Bodhisattva Man Sending a Female Companion"
Forty-two, what hope do I have in the darkness of our graves? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Three Sad Hearts"
Forty-three, the night is long and fickle, and the early spring is dyed by acacia. -Jiang Kui, "Walking to the Sand, Coming from the East"
Forty-four, April is today last year, when we left you. -Wei Zhuang's "The Female Crown, April"
Forty-five, heaven is short of karma, and it is often easy to gather and disperse. -Yan's "Health Mistakes, Wild Flowers and Instant Incense"
Forty-six, acacia is difficult to express, dreams and souls are unfounded, but returning is. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Case, How many spring affairs in a year"
47. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ...-Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.
Forty-eight, slaves are hard to get out, teach you compassion. -Li Yu's "Bodhisattva Man, Flower Moon, Dark Cage and Light Fog"
Forty-nine, couples in Shihao Village don't cry as much as they do in Shoutang. -Ma Wei of Yuan Mei
Fifty, shallow feelings are like the end, and the clouds are uncertain, still dreaming. -Yan "Youth Journey, Leaving the Most"
Classical poems describing the beautiful scenery of spring (68 articles)
First of all, through the wine in spring, when it warms me, I will remind you how to bet. There, group by group, we roll dice under the crimson light. -Li Shangyin's Untitled Stars and Winds of Last Night.
Second, the days are long, and the spring is far from Chai Jing. -Du Fu's "Spring Far"
Third, with all the tourists gone, spring will feel empty. -Ouyang Xiu's "After picking mulberry seeds and flowers, the West Lake is good"
Fourth, the peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the spring is at the head of the stream. -Xin Qiji's Partridge Days, Soft Mulberry Breaking Buds
Qianshan Mountain is green outside the snow, and the riverside is sunny in February. -Ouyang Xiu's Song of Cao Xie in West Lake in Spring.
6. White clouds and red clouds break at dawn from the sea, and plums and river willows are in the wild in spring. -Du Fu's "Looking at Lu Cheng's Spring Tour in Jinling"
7. I plan to send spring home, but I don't plan to stay in spring. -such as Hui "Chu Tianyao crossing Qingjiang intends to send home in the spring"
Eight, the dark flowers are dark in spring. -Zhang Liangneng, "Xiao Chongshan, a bright future, a deep spring affair"
Nine, Zhumen watched songs and dances in several places, fearing that the spring sounds would swallow the strings. -Li Yue's Waiting for Rain
Ten, the imperial city withered in spring, noisy. -Bai Juyi's "Buy Flowers"
Eleven, Yao Hebi, spring into Wuling River. —— Huang Tingjian's "Water Regulation Course Tour"
Twelve, the geese come without evidence, and it is difficult to return to the dream. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le, Don't Come to Spring Half"
Thirteen, the waves feel a thousand miles of snow, and the peach blossoms are silent. -Li Yu's "Fisherman, Waves Feel Thousands of Miles of Snow"
Fourteen, the wind wrinkled a pool of spring water. -Feng Yansi's "Golden Gate, the wind is blowing"
Fifteen, the spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. -Su Shi's "Looking at Jiangnan and Surpassing Taiwan Province"
Sixteen, sparseness is a bright flower, and spring makeup is extravagant. -Cao Xueqin's ode to the word "flower" of red plum
Seventeen, how much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. -Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?
Before Wen Daochun met, he went to Han Mei for information. -Li Bai's "Sending Wang Hanyang in Early Spring"
Nineteen. Young wives dreamed of spring, and last night their brave husbands. -Shen Quanqi's Three Miscellaneous Poems
Twenty, Liangyuan flies around at dusk, and there are three or two in the eye. -Cen Can's "Two Songs of Mountain House Spring"
Twenty-one, young women in the boudoir don't know how to worry, and spring makeup goes to Cuilou. -in my heart forever, Wang Changling
There are 22 delicate orchid leaves in spring and bright osmanthus fragrans in autumn. -Zhang Jiuling's "Feel the tender orchids in spring-leaves"
Twenty-three, don't come to spring and a half, it's heartbreaking. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le, Don't Come to Spring Half"
Twenty-four, one inch of red heart to serve the country, two lines of tears homesick. -Yu Qian's beginning of spring Day
Twenty-five, the golden stove leaks, and the breeze is cold. -Wang Anshi's Spring Night
Twenty-six, Liu Shao heard the oriole language, which was the sound of early spring. -Yang Zai's "To the Capital"
Twenty-seven, the cherry is gone in spring, and the butterfly turns over the gold powder. -Li Yu's "Linjiang Fairy Cherry Blossoms Fall in Spring"
Twenty-eight, Dongcheng gradually feels that the scenery is good. -Song Qi's "Yulouchun".
Twenty-nine, the fragrant tree has no flowers, and the birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. -Li Hua's Spring Tour
Thirty, natural people hate each other, and water grows in the east. -Li Yu's Meeting Lin Huan, Flower Shed and Spring Red.
Thirty-one, a bed of spring leek green, ten miles of rice flowers. -Cao Xueqin's Goose Water
The spring breeze blew out the dream of my hometown overnight, and then drove it to Los Angeles. -Wu's "Chun Xing"
Thirty-three, when the lotus leaf is born, spring hates it, when it is dry, autumn hates it. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn
Thirty-four, people are idle, and the night is quiet and empty. -Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"
Thirty-five, floating long hate less pleasure. -Song Qi's "Yulouchun".
Thirty-six, I didn't control it until spring left. -Chao Chongzhi's "Linjiang Xian Yi Xi Chi Commercial Drinking"
Thirty-seven, the bright moon hides tall trees, and the long river does not know. -Chen Ziang's "Two Farewells to Friends in Spring Night"
Thirty-eight, a spring fish geese no news, then see Shuang Yan for mud. -Guan Hanqing's "Da De Ge Chun"
Thirty-nine, spring rain adds flowers, while spring warms bloom and moves mountains. -Qin Guan's "Many Things Grind in Dreams"
Forty, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers flow with the willows. -Cheng Hao's "Spring Encounter, Clouds are Light and Wind is Light, Near Noon"
Forty-one, the tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and green. -Zhang Ji "Lumen is a thing"
Forty-two, fleas are rainy days that hurt spring dreams, but the grass is more sandy. -Wei Zhuang's "Changan Tomb-Sweeping Day"
Forty-three, draw Shuang Yan in the shadow of the building. -Xie Yi's "butterfly lovers, cardamom, light spring"
Forty-four, mangroves and green hills are dying, and long grass is endless. -Ouyang Xiu's "Fengle Pavilion Youchun, Its"
Forty-five, cuckoo flies to persuade early ploughing and hoes to pounce in spring. -Yao Nai's "Mountain Walking, Bugu Flying, Persuading Early Farming"
Forty-six, things are as short as spring dreams, and human feelings are as thin as autumn clouds. -Zhu Dunru's "Xijiang Moon, Things are as Short as Spring Dreams"
Forty-seven, there are thousands of weeping willows outside the building. -Zhu's "Flowers Send Spring Near"
Forty-eight, the fire rekindled in spring, and the red stove shone through the night. -Yu Qian's Ode to Coal
49. The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ? -Wang Wei's farewell
Fifty, water follows spring, and clouds follow who. -Yan's "The First Sight of Riverside Grass Steps"
Fifty-one, spring outing, apricot flowers blowing all over the head. -Wei Zhuang's "Sidi Township Spring Tour"
Fifty-two, the sound outside the spine is broken, and the winter is revived. -Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River"
Fifty-three, customs are getting old and ashamed of spring, and old feelings are everywhere. -Li Yu's "Giving Imperial Secretary to Celebrate Slavery"
54. Last night, the wind opened the peach well, and the moon was high in Weiyang Qian Dian. -Wang Changling's "Spring Palace Song"
55, Jiang Chun refused to stay at home, grass green horseshoe. -Liu Changqing Runzhou camp to send the judge Li.
Fifty-six, the spring clouds blew away the rain from the curtain of Hunan, and the butterflies flew alive. -Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Man, Spring Clouds Blow away the Rain of Hunan Curtain"
Fifty-seven, since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely, I say autumn is better than spring. -Liu Yuxi's autumn poems
58. Just like the spring breeze deceives each other, several flowers are blown off at night. -Du Fu's "Nine quatrains, Its"
59. Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low at the beginning. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
Sixty, why should Qiangdi blame Liu, the spring breeze is only Yumenguan. -Wang Zhihuan's Two Poems of Liangzhou.
Sixty-one, endless past lives, how many spring flowers and autumn moons, that is even more dangerous. -Zhu's "Water Turning, Du Mu's Hidden Poems on Mount Li"
Sixty-two, the east wind blows the water on the mountain, and the spring is long. -Li Yu's Twelve Brothers of Ruan Langgui and Zheng Wang
Sixty-three, I'm tired of combing all day. -Liu Yong's Ding Feng Zi Chun Lai
Sixty-four, spring dreams and autumn clouds are really easy to gather and disperse. -Yan "Death, drunkenness does not wake up the West Building"
Sixty-five years old, living in a layered city near Hanyuan, the moon brought my heart to the sky of Tatar. -Huang Furan's Spring Thoughts
Sixty-six years, when hate came last spring. -Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"
Sixty-seven, the chilly spring breeze wakes up, slightly cold, but the hills are inclined. -Su Shi's Dingfengbo March 7th
Sixty-eight, deep in the city, it is still clear from spring to summer. -Li Shangyin's "Yat Sen Qing"
Beautiful poems describing the sunset glow (50 poems)
One, ten thousand people out of the wall, the sunset is like living in Wu.
Second, the old cow is thick with agricultural debts, gnawing grass and lying in the sunset.
Third, the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river falls in yen.
Fourth, the Gengkun River receives the sunset across the autumn bank.
5. The sunset is in Xifeng, and the snow is lingering.
Sixth, in autumn water, in the rain and in the sunset.
Seven, the waterfall fir trees often bring rain, the sunset is green, and suddenly it becomes a haze.
Eight, no one lies on the cow's back at sunset, and they are brought back to western Western jackdaw in pairs.
Nine, high city is sunset, what do you want to do?
Ten, the empty forest net sunset, cold birds go to the wilderness.
Eleven, hazy sunset, dangerous fishing boats on several peaks.
Twelve, South Yi Xin An County, Qian Shan accompanied by sunset.
Thirteen, worry about the guest in the boat, when the sunset is spent.
Fourteen, a touch of red is raining, and several soft willows are mixed with kitchen smoke. Before sunset, the soul was gone.
Fifteen, Ma Zhiyuan bridges flowing people, the ancient road west wind thin horse, the setting sun, heartbroken people in the end of the world.
Sixteen, fishing for the moon, the sunset.
Seventeen, sending birds to the extreme, complaining about the sunset.
Eighteen, I don't know flowers in the south of the Yangtze River in midsummer, and I drink a little rose in the lake.
19. The east wind is steep and the sails are far away, and the sunset sets in Ye Ming.
Twenty, claim the sea at dusk, and now the red sun is popular.
Twenty-one, picking mulberry spring, stepping on grass in the sunset.
Twenty-two, the sunset even accumulated water, and the edge color was full of autumn sky.
Twenty-three, the color wall stands to increase thousands of feet Cui, and the setting sun is idle.
Twenty-four, Changting fine grass worries about spring waves, and ancient cold flowers lean on the sunset glow.
Twenty-five, the sunset grass has no hate, and the talented people and beautiful women are empty and sad.
Twenty-six, Yin Qing Xiao Lou leaves, worried about the branches of the sunset.
Twenty-seven, this chaos is like a dream, and the sunset only sees water flowing east.
Twenty-eight, look at the autumn grass independently, and the savage ploughs the sunset.
Twenty-nine, Yu Xia scattered into yee, Chengjiang quiet as practice.
At the age of 30, with the shadow of dusk in my heart, I drove forward in the grave of my friends. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
Thirty-one, the spring breeze does not understand the wishes of the people. When is the smog scattered in front of the window?
Thirty-two, the guest hopes that the monk will return to the sunset.
Thirty-three, the east wind is getting sharper and the sun is setting, and a peach tree takes several days.
Thirty-four, the water is like a sunrise, and Lin suspects Cai Fenglai.
Thirty-five, the bosom friend is lazy to sing, and the lock seal ends.
Thirty-six, a stream of green water is a spring rain, half a bank of clear mountains and half a sunset.
Thirty-seven, autumn grass in the city, sunset red in Bird Bridge.
Thirty-eight, after the rain, the green curtain was paved, and the mangrove trees in Yaocun set the sun.
Thirty-nine, Ling sang at night, and the wind and smoke filled the sunset glow.
Forty, the river is on the autumn shore and closed in the sunset.
Forty-one, the sunset smoked grass, and the river color reflected the curtain.
Forty-two, Jiangcun is outside the rain, and Yesi is in the sunset.
Forty-three, the valley trees are singing, and the mountains are shadowing the village.
Forty-four, the new moon has given birth to birds, and the sunset is even more western.
Forty-five, the shore is snowy and the tide is full of sunset.
Forty-six, tears before flowers, cold food, drunk back to ask the sunset. No matter how old you are, it is easy to go to the Western Wall.
Forty-seven, homesick for exploring the moon at night, thinking of the well clouds.
Forty-eight, tired horses lie on long slopes, and the sunset wears Tianjin.
Forty-nine, the east is red, the sun rises again, and when it falls on the green hills.
50. Outside the sunset, Western jackdaw in the west divides, and the water flows around the lonely village.