A poem full of joy when I see you.

The poems that filled me with joy when I saw you are as follows:

1, Qingping tune first, by Li Bai, Dynasty, Tang Dynasty: clouds want clothes and flowers, and spring breeze blows the threshold to reveal wealth. If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

Your appearance and dress are so beautiful and moving that even Baiyun Peony will dress you up. The spring breeze is swaying and gently brushing the railing. Beautiful peony flowers are more beautiful in the crystal dew, and your beauty is really like a fairy. If I can't see you in the fairyland group Yushan, I can only enjoy your face in the Yaotai of the Queen Mother of the West.

2. Jade Case Yuan, author, Xin Qiji, Dynasty, Song: Thousand Trees bloom Dongfeng Night. It blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. Moth, snow, willow, golden thread. The laughter faded away. Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.

Just as the east wind blows away thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows fireworks like rain. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted westward, and the fish dragon lantern danced all night.

The beautiful woman wears bright ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd, smiling and smelling. I looked for her a thousand times in the crowd and suddenly turned around, but I found her inadvertently in the scattered lights.

3. Five poems of parting thoughts. Fourth, the author, Yuan Zhen, Dynasty, Tang Dynasty: once the sea was difficult for water, it was amber forever. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

I have been to the seaside, and there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain. Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.