At the end of the field, I felt frosty.
The original day was closed, and Hualin didn't keep it.
The frost is clear and the air is clear, and Xiang Yu is on the road.
I am excited about mugwort, but I am not satisfied with it.
And I didn't say anything. Fanniu made this element. Li Mengyang (1472- 1530) was born in Anhua county, Qingyang prefecture (now Qingcheng county, Gansu province), moved to Kaifeng prefecture, worked as a calligrapher, studied Yan Zhenqing's brushwork, was good at using words in ancient Chinese, advocated that "literature must be in Qin and Han dynasties, and poetry must flourish in Tang dynasty", and emphasized retro. A writer in the middle of Ming Dynasty, the leader of the first seven sons of the retro school. Li Mengyang
The sea country is full of autumn wind, and the south car is far away. Fang prepared the things in the Zhou room, and Zhao Wei led them to the Han family. Autumn horse madness is an old dream, and bullfighting is open. The boat must go to the same place, and there are reeds in front of Mingyuezhou. -Lin Biao answered Niu Shiliang's classic works in Ming Dynasty.
The sea country is full of autumn wind, and the south car is far away.
Fang prepared the things in the Zhou room, and Zhao Wei led them to the Han family.
Autumn horse madness is an old dream, and bullfighting is open.
The boat must go to the same place, and there are reeds in front of Mingyuezhou. The general is loyal to Jingxiang, and the sun and the moon shine for thousands of years. The bloody lonely city is dead and its name is still fragrant. The remnants of the monument shed tears and fall into the autumn grass, and the halberd sank into the sand from the sunset. I also have the passion of chasing China people. I drink Chili paste to express my feelings. -In the Ming Dynasty, Lian Zining called Anqing Yu Zhong Xuan Temple.
The general is loyal to Jingxiang, and the sun and the moon shine for thousands of years.
The bloody lonely city is dead and its name is still fragrant.
The remnants of the monument shed tears and fall into the autumn grass, and the halberd sank into the sand from the sunset.
I also have the passion of chasing China people. I drink Chili paste to express my feelings. Rain is coming and the wind is rustling. Put on cassia twig and stroke the mountain. Numerous British meteorites, fresh leaves floating. Smoke, smoke, smoke. Excited room curtains, hair and gauze. Medium hair and skin, lonely. Think of beauty and cross the blue sky. The water is slender and the mountains are undulating. Birds in the clouds are so fat. It takes a long way to send a book. You can't be invited if you die in Sichuan. Aromatic orchids wither day and night. Cover the lyre, spare Yu Di. Soul canthus, heart shaking. Looking at the bright moon, singing. Chat happily, forever tonight. -In the Ming Dynasty, Liu Ji thought of Ren Mei in "Thinking of Ren Mei"
Liu Ji in Ming Dynasty
Rain is coming and the wind is rustling.
Put on cassia twig and stroke the mountain.
Numerous British meteorites, fresh leaves floating.
Smoke, smoke, smoke.
Excited room curtains, hair and gauze.
Medium hair and skin, lonely.
Think of beauty and cross the blue sky.
The water is slender and the mountains are undulating.
Birds in the clouds are so fat.
It takes a long way to send a book.
You can't be invited if you die in Sichuan.
Aromatic orchids wither day and night.
Cover the lyre, spare Yu Di.
Soul canthus, heart shaking.
Looking at the bright moon, singing.
Chat happily, forever tonight. ▲